#loganbjorgman

Bridges- BROODS

Now we’re burning up all the bridges nowWatching it go up in flamesNo way to build it up againAnd we’re burning all the bridges nowCause it was sink or swimAnd i went down, down, down

“Bailey, where are you taking me?” Logan sounded impatient, and frustrated, and she knew she didn’t have much time before he’d sigh and grumble and leave altogether, so she picked up her pace, looking over her shoulder to ensure he was still following her, a heavy box still in her arms that rattled with every step. 

“Just follow me, won’t you? I told you to wear more sensible shoes.” She added, as they trekked across the Forrest, eyeing his battered shoes pointedly. Logan just rolled his eyes at her, looking like he could not care less about anything else Bailey had to say.

A clearing up ahead revealed the stacks of wood she had put together, along with some lavender to ensure it wouldn’t smell too bad and attract attention of forrest animals. She left out a ‘a-ha!’ triumphantly, grinning over at Logan who continued to look unimpressed, marching over before setting the box down, and pulling off the lid.

Logan looked inside and immediately his face fell temporarily from the scowl, surprised now, before looking up at Bailey for an explanation. She swallowed hard, holding up her hands to keep him from exploding or threatening to kill her.

“Now i- i - before you get mad, Logman... This is just- i’m trying to help, okay? And if you really don’t want to do it, you don’t have to. But- but i found it really helped me after... Dan... You can’t sit in your room, or live your life with constant reminders of her spinning throughout.” Bailey said softly, anxiously, looking down at the contents of the box, overflowing with pictures of Kelani and Logan together, as well as random items the two had shared together that Bailey had helped Logan box up just a few days ago. 

Logan didn’t say a word, still looking down at the box, and Bailey swallowed hard before reaching into her pocket, pulling out the small box of matches she had placed in there and offering them to him.

✄: what my muse would say to the mun if they had the opportunity

Cora is nice and would say kind things to me nut internally she would be like  “why do you hate me? im so sad all the time and it’s your fault. why would you make my life like this?.” but then externally say “hey if you could have me happy sometimes that would be rad.”

☄: the last five Googles searches my muse made

why is my brother a jerk?

ways to be happy

vegan recipes

pictures of brendon urie

how do i stop liking someone? 

☎: the last person my muse made a phone call to and why

♛ : the pettiest thing my muse has ever done

“i once ignored a person for a week because they burnt the pasta i was really looking forward to eating. it was a long week, that’s for sure.”

Send “$” for an ACCIDENTAL text

text → fischy: does this mean your shirt will be off again? bcus i will be more inclined to kiss you if it is, fischy.

is logan officially a wda fuckboy

Confident by Justin Bieber