(Source: horriblehowl)

(Source: thefrictionyouneed)

I’m having such a horrible week. I can’t even explain why, it’s just everything is too much to handle and I still have 2 more years in this shithole that people call high school. I don’t think I’m going to make it.

We’re all together, just taken apart.

Love songs suck, and fairy tales aren’t true.

Life is a balance of holding on and letting go.

Yeah, when I was only 17

I could hear the angels whispering

So I droned into the words and wandered aimlessly about

Until I heard my mother shouting through the fog

It turned out to be the howling of a dog

Or a wolf, to be exact, the sound sent shivers down my back

But I was drawn into the pack and before long

They allowed me to join in and sing their song

So from the cliffs and highest hill

We would gladly get our fill

Howling endlessly and shrilly at the dawn

And I lost the taste for judging right from wrong

-Furr, Blizten Trapper