my memoir...in more or less words

hii hii i'm logan....(i'm a hi person). im in my last year in high school and l at this point in my life and beyond tomorrow i have no clue what i want to with my life. i'm going to let it roll as it pleases. i love photography, dance, art...all art...and writing. grammar is not my friend but i love words regardless. i love people and combine my love of all art brings me here....i believe in the power of love and all of its amazing things that it can do, one thing im most afraid of, yet want so badly...enjoy:)

...one day at a time, one step at a time, one day it won't feel this bad and I will breathe with no pain inside of me. it may not be easy it may not end well, but i am not giving up anytime soon. today i am happy to be alive, and for the first time in years i can say that with no regrets... one day i know, ill finally be free, one day ill be me, and one day the world will know me just as me all of mee just wait and see, you'll see how this broken soul became me...

for all you potterheads..i know you are out there:)...i am sporting the blue and gold, the home of the creative and quirky, and very proud:) add me HallowSickle20

ps i'm no where near perfect...i may seem completely happy but i am not..i've done stuff that i am not proud of and i have the scars to prove it...but i'm getting better, and realizing that i am not alone...and i want to share that feeling with y'all (yess i did just say y'all)...<3 stay strong

PSS ALL THE POETRY ON MY PAGE IS MINE UNLESS STATED OTHERWISE. PLEASE BE SMART AND DON'T STEAL THEM. I TRUST YOU GUYS JUST BE SMART...sorry for the CAPS

...if you ever need a friend...please don't be shy to message me...i love making friends, of all kind, and you can't ever have too many...your scars will become beautiful (i think so, dont ever believe otherwise)...you aren't alone...

.....there used to be numbers here, don't worry i'm ok, but i don't need them anymore to get through the day, i know now that they don't define me, i struggle but i am not me without my struggles and today they are just fine.....

***if my life was a disney movie...it would be alice in wonderland;)***
that corpse you planted last year in your garden,
has it begun to sprout? will it bloom this year?
or has the sudden frost disturbed its bed?

slutsneverdie:

damnnlyssa:

someone give her an award

FUCK YESSSS

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buttlid:

andro-genes:

P!nk poses nude for People Magazine as part of their ‘2014 Most Beautiful’ list

YYYYEEEEEESSSSS

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no one loves chris evans more than joss

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kyos-cock:

So I accidentally discovered this picture while i was looking for cute things to crochet and THERE ARE ENTIRE BLOGS DEDICATED TO TURTLE COZIES.

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THEY LOOK SO CUTE THEY HAVE NORMAL ONES

THEY HAVE ONES THAT LOOK LIKE FUCKING BOWSER

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THEY HAVE ONES SHAPED LIKE ANIMALSimage

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THEY HAVE ENTIRE BLOGS DEDICATED TO MAKING YOUR TURTLES LOOK LIKE FOOD

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THE PUMPKIN IS SO CUTE BUT THIS GEM IS MY PERSONAL FAVORITE:

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BUT HOW DO YOU CHOOSE A FAVORITE WHEN THEY’RE ALL SO CUTE

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Never let your fear decide your future.

vvankinq:

she looks so fucking pleased with herself

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id0ntblamethem:

zasharyquinto:

wannabebandbuddies:

thank you for establishing this because I deal with mental health issues and im a teenager and its not very easy

this is really important to me

Can relate to three of these

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“It’s all of my favorite cleaning. Like, I don’t like dishes and I don’t like the kitchen, but I love beds and bathrooms and spraying and going through everybody’s stuff. Like every day, there’s new people to snoop on! It would be my dream.” on her dream job of being a hotel maid

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streeter:

I’m glad the portrait of Ben Franklin stayed the same on the new $100 bill. There’s something about his slight, tight frown, the paternal hint of disappointment in his eyes and those pursed, sealed lips that seem to say, “I don’t approve of what you’re doing, but I can’t stop you from rolling this banknote into a straw and ripping a fat rail of white lightning in the Buffalo Wild Wings handicapped bathroom stall, you goddamn beautiful disaster.” 

streeter:

I’m glad the portrait of Ben Franklin stayed the same on the new $100 bill. There’s something about his slight, tight frown, the paternal hint of disappointment in his eyes and those pursed, sealed lips that seem to say, “I don’t approve of what you’re doing, but I can’t stop you from rolling this banknote into a straw and ripping a fat rail of white lightning in the Buffalo Wild Wings handicapped bathroom stall, you goddamn beautiful disaster.” 

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