Rachael Mickelson.
15 born July 17th, 1996.
Sophomore in High School.
Currently single.
What you may think makes me strange or weird or fucked up I may think is what makes me beautiful. Don't judge me tell you get to know me. <3

 

Something I wrote myself.

Going down the way to where I am not to be seen is where I am, it is a dark festering hole to which I call home, for in this blackness my body will lay and I can not nor will not move, empty bodies lay down beside me for they are not people but they are creatures that bite At my soul, but in this darkness there is some sign of love, this love can only be opened by one person, for this person can set me free. As you set me free I see your true colors, and you leave my body scared. My scars run deep with the pain of your love. Your love is what brings me deeper to where it crushes me from the inside out. This pain is like a river with a steady flow. With every moment that I am by you it runs deeper within me. My scars can not be seen but by only those thoughts, and those who already know that they are there. My scars show me that you do not care, if I end up in the darkest hole in the empty place in my heart. This is the end of us, but the beginning if me. It is now in this moment that my scars will now heal.

Anonymous asked
did u write that poem

No but I had written something similar but I don’t share my poetry do I posted this one.

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