A Prisoner By My Own Hands

Meghan | 30 | 🍂Massachusetts | held with grace |

[relinquished-rose]

Welcome to my shitstorm of a blog (✿◡‿◡)

Meghan ⛓️ Horror Fanatic ⛓️ Metalhead ⛓️ Romantasy Enthusiast ⛓️ Amateur Writer⛓️ Writing Blog

⚠️This blog is 18+ Viewer's discretion is advised⚠️

⛓️Currently infatuated with James Hetfield/Metallica and Jorel Decker/Hollywood Undead ⛓️Professional ranter and shitposter

I see you've stumbled upon my blog! I hope you find it a pleasant place to be, but if not, no hard feelings! I know that it's all over the place.

Here's a little bit about me!

My name is Meghan (please do not call me Meg)

I'm 30-years-old

I'm bisexual and unavailable

My favorite bands are Metallica and Hollywood Undead. I fucks heavy with Sleep Token, The Amity Affliction, Bad Omens and Spiritbox, too

Hockey is my favorite sport. Let's go Bruins!

I'm diagnosed with depression and bipolar 2, so if you see me acting some type of way when I'm ranting, you know why

Jason Voorhees and Billy Loomis are my horror daddies (I would let them stab me and I would thank them. And do unspeakable things with them if given the chance)

I very much enjoy reading and writing; romantasy and thrillers are my personal favorite genres

idk I can't think of anything else that's important, but feel free to drop an ask if you wanna know more! I love answering questions regardless of how deep or personal they are.

divider credit to @cursed-carmine ✨

[relinquished-rose]

Ya girl did intermittent jogging today for the first time. Proud of myself but jfc I’m dying lol

[3000s]

after 2 years working outdoors all day i finally got stung by an onion for the first time yesterday and i wasnt even doing anything there wasnt even a nest nearby

[3000s]

a wasp. i was looking at a onion just now sorry

[kisseism]

if you push your fingers deep enough you'll find the brat off button

[veinpink]

Would post something else but I got too scared so this is what I'll post for now sorry :3

[lilmacabe]

thinking about college au with this James.

he's a frat boy, a complete stuck up asshole. he's also on the football team, he's a DB, and just thinks he's the shit. he goes through girls like nobody's business, drinks and parties and only takes football seriously. he's like a legend on campus.

y'all meet cause you're assigned to be in a group project with him and you hate him from the get go. he tells you that you need to do all the work and then gets surprised when you get pissed at him. it drives him crazy that you don't like him.

he starts inviting you to parties and tries to get you to hang out with him cause he can't handle someone not worshiping him. you find it kinda of endearing and pathetic that he's so desperate for your attention that you give in a little bit cause it's nice to have someone be that into you.

he just follows you around like a lost puppy, asking if you watched his games and saw the tackles he made. he's just soooo needy. he'll lose his mind if you actually come to one of his games and he'll call you afterward and beg you to tell him he did a good job.

theres so much more that i can say on this but i'll save it for later

[tender-somethings]

Nicole Farhi

[eat-me-drink-me-darling]

[ventinovelune]

Found this on a Sleepless night whanaakwhehwkwiejd i mean iehanaiehakwi you know whahajwidksjwjrbskahdhsj i said everything i think ,i used strong words i know ajahshawhshshshakaksk am i right?

[tobebrutaltobekind]

The intimacy of answering the phone “Hey you.” The intimacy of stopping to wait when someone needs to tie their shoe. The intimacy of knowing when someone’s voice is thick with worry or sleep. The intimacy of singing (badly) with someone in the car. The intimacy of huddling together under a shelter/umbrella. The intimacy of instantly recognising someone’s handwriting. The intimacy of trying to make plans and, “Oh no we can’t, you’re working that day.” The intimacy of matching your pace to theirs as you walk. The intimacy of being there for someone as they cry. The intimacy of “How did you know that?” “Because I know you.” The intimacy of feeling someone’s warmth through their clothes when you hug. The intimacy of being given change that’s warm from the heat of someone else’s hand. The intimacy of shared, comfortable silence. The intimacy of knowing how someone would react. The intimacy of keeping the radio off when someone falls asleep on a long car journey. The intimacy of sharing one earbud each. The intimacy of noticing someone’s nervous habits. The intimacy of “I had a dream about you.” The intimacy of inside jokes. The intimacy of feeding someone food as they drive (or really any other time). The intimacy of knowing just how someone likes their tea/coffee. The intimacy of trying something new together and having no idea what you’re doing; the shared hesitancy. The intimacy of someone saying “Text me when you’re home safe.” The intimacy of someone falling asleep next to you. On your shoulder. In your company. The intimacy of sharing secrets in the nighttime, because 3am will never tell. The intimacy of someone’s pet recognising you and coming over to say hello. The intimacy of “This made me think of you.” The intimacy of borrowing a jacket still warm from their body heat.  The intimacy of seeing someone’s unfocused eyes when they first wake up. The intimacy of ordering food and “shall we share it?” The intimacy of someone sharing the meaning behind their tattoos. The intimacy of just looking at someone and dissolving into laughter together.

[magnetic99]

[wonderstruck]

If you see this you’re legally obligated to reblog and tag with the book you’re currently reading

[agoraphobe]

u ever feel like ur stuck living in a separate world all alone and u wanna reach out or join the world everyone else lives in but u cant and all u can do is watch from afar and hope things can happen for u too but the months keep flying by and u realize u have been isolating urself for years

[thelondonzhiloh]

[darkpagesworld]

[apttalbalik]

[relinquished-rose]

8 years ago today, I flew to Canada for the first time to be with Tyler.

I miss him so much. I wish I could go back in time so I could have tried harder to save our relationship. I was so fucking happy then. I miss being happy.