When I was little
I told my dad I stubbed my toe
So he told me to bite my finger
Until I forget about the toe
And was only thinking of the finger
To take one pain away by focusing on another
It actually sounds quite similar
To something I do now

mr-dalliard-ive-gone-peculiar:
Newest tattoo!
It’s on my left forearm. It’s a note my mom left me the night she died. Here’s a side-by-side shot of the two.
Deserves every note.
I cried and then I reblogged
this needs at least one million notes
im nbot your average teenager.





