i really did always feel in the few years before i turned fifteen this indescribable, reasurring warning-like feeling that it was going to happen. it concludes the longest year of my life because of the single-solid days i've counted one after another. so it does make some sense that it happend now. i will never again be able to focus on smaller
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Love this.
one day their idealism will do more harm than comfort. but we're learning to adapt. i am acceptance one day and miserable the next, but i've got to keep one foot infront of the other because it will be beautiful when i get there.
And this is just comforting to me, thank you.
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