Rebecca. Senior. Marching band. All Time Low, Boys Like Girls. Pierce the Veil. Panic! at the Disco. 5 Seconds of Summer. Fall Out Boy. Doctor Who. Supernatural. Spider-Man. Hi. This is me. This is a pretty unorganized blog so uh yeah. I'm really awkward, and I laugh at way too many things. I post a lot so um please don't be surprised at the amount of me all over your dash.
I am more than: my relationship status. My job. My age. My sexual orientation. My degree or lack of. My last name. My appearance. My gender. My sex. My short comings.
I am: rusted thoughts. A bloody tongue. Every city I have breathed in. Every bedroom I have loved in. Piles of words. Twisted metaphors. My thoughts. My actions. My dreams.
And I am not looking to be loved. I am looking to be seen.
Do you think the universe fights for souls to be together?
Some things are too strange and strong to be coincidences.