lady

baylie ;-* ^.^ 18 years in Indiana. New York bound. romantic. delicate lady flower. optimist. big sister. lover of the sun the moon and her children. music of all kinds. aspiring musician. aspiring jay walker. all things chivalry, all things honest. im not here to fake my feelings. this blog is a collection of all things baylie. (things being feeling, thoughts, likes dislikes, words, composition, photography, etc) please feel free to talk to me, I love conversation.

[sunbumming]

i just agreed to stay in his house for four days and watch the puppies while his mother visits him in NY. how did this happen? i love his mom. more than myself, apparently. i need to get high or something. fuck me. dammit.

[artnerdnewyork]

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[jrugs]

waking up everyday seems a little excessive

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the most important video of 2014

[sunbumming]

hehhhh....ehheh..heh

[hsuling]

[cherryboard]

i never run voluntarily so if u ever see me running you should start running too bc something is coming

[i-walls]

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[anti-ego]

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[we-love-rain]

[pawneeparksnrec]

[blushpink]

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my grandfather who I adore, he is sound asleep and snoring in the room beside me... as I sneak out the front door for my last cigarette and some fresh air

[sunbumming]

survival of the fittest.. but.. i am a marching ant. sweet nothing you were everything to me.. thank you. i am a weightless rag doll i fall to the ground... sorrow is in the sky today it was grey.. tomorrow it will cry.. like i cried.. a month ago.. my honda filled to the brim.. with a broken heart and carbon monoxide dammit how happy i am to be alive. but i must conquer my insecurities and my toxins. i fell in love with a toxin. once.

beautiful memories stir inside my body.

feelings of heaven and hell circle the empty corpse that is my body.

when i close my eyes.. i am everywhere and it only hurts when i awake.. this new day was meant for destruction. i think i might fall apart at the seams but then i hear him in the breeze and he tells me i will be ok... he tells me i am beautiful and he loves me so thank god.. thank you god... i wonder sometimes why it hurts so bad and then i remember. and its exactly that. a stinging reminder that i am alive... one more day of life ive endured and another has been scheduled for tomorrow. maybe then my wounds will scab over and the love that resides inside of me will dissipate... a love that was once so strong, and so beautiful... a love that will teach me more with everyday that passes until i have finally learned my lesson... and once ive endured my labyrinth, this march that has taken too long, i will be saved from this pain and only light will guide me.. i have to believe that beautiful things are possible because i have seen it. i have to let go of the idea that im not good enough for beautiful things. god, why does it hurt so bad.. why cant you heal me now... but i know, i know.. i must be patient. i feel something on the rise, something big..

[my-teen-quote]

[boysoprano]

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