I don't want to bother re-hashing it here, but if you're interested, it's all in my Tumblr.
you don’t always notice it right away
but part of its beauty is that you don’t
always have to. love will stick around
long after you tell it to leave, and
promise you only things it can keep.
Three cheers for random bad poetry! God. Part of me just wants to cry for no reason. I have amazing people in my life, and all the people who have brought me down are out of my life for good. I have my college life set, and my future has never looked so bright… So what’s holding me back?
I know what it’s like to be perfectly, indulgently happy. Every individual piece of my life is perfect so why is it that, when I put them all together, all I get is a mess? I mean, it’s car a crash. Passengers sustained minor injuries, but the driver is in intensive care.
Sometimes I think I’d be happier in a hospital bed.