seaneure 101

last night i had a dream so scary and real, that you cant imagine, i never have nor ever will have another dream so scary. Ok so i was just walking around when my friends came to me, and they told me how important i was to humanity, and that the only way to keep me alive was to kill themselves, i told them all not to, they all listened, except  one who meant most to me, except the girl who im in love with, i was sitting there with her crying for days while other friends kept dying for reasons i dont know, and everytime one died i could still call them on the phone while they were in the afterlife, one minute i saw hers and called, she answered seeming fine, i called several more times in the coming days, same response, but one day, through my phone a portal opened up, a portal to hell, where she was trapped, i tried several times to save her from that place but couldnt, the last time i didnt have to go through anything, but she wouldnt leave because someone who was very important to her was there, and she wouldnt leave, she wouldnt, and i begged, but she wanted to stay with this person, i tried to save him to but he didnt want to go

-and readers, i dont dream that often anymore, so i KNOW that this is a sign for something, i just hope it NEVER happens, i couldnt bear it, i’ll be feeling pain from that dream for a while

You say Lady Gaga, I say The Doors

You say Hannah Montana, I say The Rolling Stones

You say Owl City, I say Led Zeppelin

You say Jonas Brothers, I say The Beatles

You say Justin Bieber, I say Queen

You say Taylor Swift, I say AC/DC

95% of teens these days listen to the same crappy pop over and over again. If you’re one of the 5% who still listens to real music, then like this

why am i such a screw up, i try to help people, and it backfires and they shut me out and dont like me anymore, i just tryed to help someone and they’re like “stay out of my business” all i wanted to do was help, you could just say not to nicely, your not the only one going through tough things ok

my whole life ive never dressed well or listened to music, but in the past few weeks ive just started enjoying music and dressing pretty good, i still dont like what most other kids listen to, because ive inherited liking classic rock from my family, now i have my own style, its not only what my family likes though, i also like things from the 1900-1950s era, and i mean music and clothing like sinatra and dean martin, and louis armstrong, and old hats and clothing from then, its cool now, i have my style now, but by the way, ive always had good taste in movies, thats been there my whole life

dreamer4193:

You understand what it is to be a cutter.

You understand that it’s not for attention.

You understand that it’s a release.

You understand that the aim isn’t death.

You understand that feeling pain is easier than feeling numb or broken.

You understand that emotions can choke you.

Reblog if you’re not:

disgusted

horrified

look down

on cutters…

Reblog if you really, truly, understand.