i was born in seattle, a quiet girl struggling through high school.
i have an obsession with daisies, Wes Anderson movies, sweaters, pale skin and the little things that remind me of home and my childhood.
i have barely any friends and i’m apparently very rude, i try my hardest though.
i see things differently and my thoughts revolve around death and pressed flowers.
i don’t want my life to be special.
i don’t want to feel pain.
i just want to live.
i have my magic power deep within my thoughts, i’m just waiting to find it.
i’m a raven