Lindsay. Nineteen. Music. Writing. Friends & Family. Shy. Independent. Hopeless Romantic. Sweet. Follow me, I follow back. Talk to me.
I wish there was a place we could run away & hide. Where no one could find you. Where you didn’t have to worry about all the troubles that you have & could just take a step back for just a second. But that’s not how life works. You gotta face everything, whether you want to or not. Even when you’re alone, you can’t escape from inside your head. & I think that’s the part that sucks the most.