𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

I am not meant for this world. I belong in a thick magical forest, filled with woodland elves, fairy rings, old oaks, werewolves howling at the moon, faeries dancing under waterfalls, and unicorns hidden away- only seen by nymphs. I want to live in a cottage surrounded by falling petals. I want fauns to play their flutes from willow trees. I want to hear the sound of dragons roaring through the sky. I want to make a garden for myself, and make a welcome sign to all the woodland creatures to my cottage of love and magic. I just want to live in a fairy tale and leave this world forever.

i will never let anyone know what's going on inside me

ahh full moon tonight *I start turning into something*

Having a personality disorder is weird because you’re always going to extremes to try and make yourself happy but all you ever do is gradually destroy yourself and you can’t explain to anybody why you do the shitty things that you do.

girl who needs to be hunted in the woods like prey