[thebadghostinsideus-blog]

Hello it's me. I was wondering i you were forgetting about me.

your girlfriend.

[nomoregoldfish]

 L is for the way you look at me O is for the only one I see V is very, very extraordinary E is even more than anyone that you adore can

[thebadghostinsideus-blog]

“If I’m being honest I hate people. Shh don’t tell anyone.”

[thebadghostinsideus-blog]

I don't need a hand to hold. Even when the night is cold, I've got that fire in my soul. Oh wait. I'm a ginger, I don't have a soul.

My, meself as a redhead

[thebadghostinsideus-blog]

Isn't this cute.

[thebadghostinsideus-blog]

Once i was 7 years old. My friends mom told me. Go inside for your own safety. I saw the gun she pulled, it was within a second. Once I was 7 years old.

An emotional wreck.

[thebadghostinsideus-blog]

Perfect paradise.

[thebadghostinsideus-blog]

Redhead.

So I'm a ginger. The thing is that a couple of hours ago I did I spray paint thing. I'm gonna be totally orange now or I will still be a pale ginger. #gingerproblems

[locemakxkf-blog]

She was like a cloud. Alot of days she would ‘shine’. But because she shined doesn’t meant that the person felt nice or good.

(Badghostinsideus || J.R.)

[bxfiles]

Awip + flowers 🌷

[smellslike-teengrunge]

My night 😍

[astro211]

The Signs as Sid from Skins UK

Requested.

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[thebadghostinsideus-blog]

I wish that my words would roll out of my mouth, landing in your head but they are stuck on my tongue. But instead I am close to choking on them and you don't even noticed it.

J.R. (thebadghostinsideus)

[thebadghostinsideus-blog]

Sometimes I wish I could stop my brain from (over)thinking. Or hold a speaker beside it so everyone will know what's going on in my head because I can't let it out.

J.R (thebadghostinsideus)

[bukwarm]

‘Do you have any words to describe her?’ I’m afraid I don’t. ‘Then how do you remember her?’ I pause to think. I remember her as fresh flowers on the first day of Spring when everything’s bloomed too early. I remember her as someone who beat themselves a lot. It’s like she preferred to walk on elbows instead of feet. I remember her as punishment, as tears, but never as regret. 'And do you know her name?’ No, but I know who she is. “Whom?” Myself.

her name is mine // A. C. (via bukwarm)

[hplyrikz]

You’re not a bad person for the ways you tried to kill your sadness.

(via hplyrikz)

[thebadghostinsideus-blog]