sortof wonderful
your lips tell a story that I can no longer taste, but feel.

basics:
megan ✽ 20 ✽ biology major.
major botany nerd. ✿
likes: family. books. history (especially royal history), sleeping, light colors, running, spring, adventures, coffee (lots and lots of coffee), bows, lace, tea (with honey, always), nearly any type of music, sweatpants, snow, cold mornings (only if I have no where to go), sleeping in on the weekends, francais, jaw and collar bones, strong hands, the sea, the sky, honest eyes, cookies and cream ice cream, vanilla, strawberries, cuddling, dark chocolate, blankets, bubble baths, thick robes, candles.

I am a survivior
and my demons are at bay

❝ I believe in being strong when everything seems to be going wrong. I believe that happy girls are the prettiest girls. I believe that tomorrow is another day & I believe in miracles. ❞

-Audrey Hepburn

\

links: twitter
my flickr (which hasn't been updated in 2349234 years exactly)
home
message
theme

I guess this is how it shall be
all these nights questioning
If I did the right thing,
did I choose the right way
why am I always given these
awful turnouts, these
these life-changing moments
that will “make me stronger”
in the end
maybe I want this all to end
maybe I don’t want to deal with this anymore