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Love you Natty. Miss you so much. officialbvb:
On 6/10 the BVB Army lost a great fan and friend of the band, Natasha Reimer. Natty was only 20 when she died. She left behind a 1 year old son, Bradley. Please keep her family in your thoughts. In memory of Natasha, Black Veil Brides is dedicating their Warped Tour performance on June 25 in Houston TX (the last place Natty saw BVB) to her.  God bless her, her son and all her loved ones.

Love you Natty. Miss you so much. officialbvb:

On 6/10 the BVB Army lost a great fan and friend of the band, Natasha Reimer. Natty was only 20 when she died. She left behind a 1 year old son, Bradley. Please keep her family in your thoughts. In memory of Natasha, Black Veil Brides is dedicating their Warped Tour performance on June 25 in Houston TX (the last place Natty saw BVB) to her. God bless her, her son and all her loved ones.

(via officialbvb)

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steffaloo:

oh dear god yes.  

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matthewdevinhope asked: do you have a facebook?
i think we could be friends if so.

I do, I don’t know the link for it though (I don’t add myself too often).. What is yours, I will add you?

rachaelsomer asked: THIS is going to be weird- but I saw that you were following me and just wanted to ask who you are? I'm wondering if I should know you is all :) darn picture-less blogs make it hard to identify people.

i like you blog a lot, btw.

Sarah Freakin Corrine Ashley- you know me. =]

Death Grip

Why can’t I just let it go? It’s holding me by the fingernails. It’s tearing into my skin. My skin is ripping open. Blood is pouring out. Yet I refuse to just let it go. It’s tearing me up, tearing me apart. Shredding me to pieces. It’s hold is tight. Like a choke hold. Only instead of just my neck. It’s my life. My entire being.

My past.

Why can’t I just let it go?

confinement

Set within this confinement

In thy’s vulnerable flesh

Higgledy-piggledy,

A derailed quiscent being.

Let down veil,

Hide the clandestine,

Septicaemia clandestine.

These pangs of silence,

Pricking.

ambivalent heart

I want to, but I don’t.

I crave it, but I can’t.

I love it, but I hate it.

I need it, but I shouldn’t.

I long for it, but I can’t reach it.

I’m desperate, but not enough.

It’s close, yet far away.

sick beat
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