Meagan. 18. Canada.

A rare occurrence if one must know, soft like white July snow. A touch of bliss, to keep me true, but loving you is nothing new.

it’s a really strange feeling to look in the mirror and not recognize the person staring back.
what have I done who am I who am I

god DAMNIT all i want is to get high 



i have figured out the meaning behind the phrase ‘insecurities will eat you alive’