ϟ ♥ Δ I'm Lindsey. 3 years in the saddle. The hardest part of riding is the ground. I mostly reblog random stuff that takes my interest for example; horses, harry potter, the hunger games, bands, cats, tattoos, piercings, cute bedrooms, clothes, and some more cats. ☯
I walk up to the edge and look down. Wind whips through my clothes, making the fabric snap. The building I’m on forms one side of a square with three other buildings. In the center of the square is a huge hole in the concrete. I can’t see what’s at the bottom of it.
"I throw my arms out to the side and imagine that I am flying… My heart beats so hard it hurts, and I can’t scream and I can’t breathe, but I also feel everything, every vein, and every fiber, every bone and every nerve, all awake and buzzing in my body as if charged with electricity. I am pure adrenaline."