and when he makes my face go, “Oh!”
my body and mind are finally at ease.
(via catat0nic-stup0r)
Morgan. 18. Freshman at NWOSU. Volleyball. Boys and Girls equally.
I love the way the thick smoke taste, curling across my tounge, snaking down my throat. I love holding it on. Coughing it out. I love headrushes, creeping warmth that follows. And I love the distant place it takes me to. Everything feels right there. Mellow. Easy. Stress free.
-Ellen Hopkins.
aim! morganrayedel
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