Please don't tell me that I'm dreaming...

I remember when I used to want everyone to love me and I tried so hard with everything I did and I smoked to be cool and told everyone that I drank all if the time… now I couldn’t give a fuck about anything other than my boyfriend, group of friends, work and school. Bleh. Ive changed so much for the better.

Have you ever sat with your friends and just known that you’re the least important friend in the group and you felt like it wouldn’t make a difference if you were there or not

(Source: gy-m, via ohthunder-road)

I’ve seen a shit ton of ghosts in my life, have seen the creepiest videos, heard the creepiest voices, and hallucinated (from sickness) enough times to know what creepy is, and I’ve never had a chill as intense as tonight.

I was sitting out back in the garage at work before closing and I thought I saw something move, so I got up and tried to look through the fence but saw nothing. I went to go back inside and I heard a scream like twenty yards away, crisp as day, and it said, no fucking lie, “HELP ME”. 

I almost shit myself and my stomach was in my throat. I ran outside and looked around and nothing. I went back in side thinking I just was hearing shit, and then I heard another “HELP ME”, except this time the voice was muffled halfway through.

The voice sounded like a woman’s and I feared the worst. I BOOKED it inside to get my brother and tell him, but he didn’t believe me. Then I told my coworker who proceeded to tell me some creepy ass guy came by him outside earlier asking him if he’s seen his wife (creepy as in shady as fuck). 

I ran back outside to try and look again and this time I heard muffled screams. I almost started going hysterical at this point, and Liam came back out with me and we searched the parking lot and everywhere and saw nothing.

If I find out someone was raped or murdered by Carmen’s in the next week, I’m gonna feel like absolute shit. There is not doubt what I heard was a woman with urgency in her voice.

*sad face*