Life is beautiful. I can't imagine trading it in for the world. I don't believe in miracles, but I do believe that everything happens for a reason.
25- you marvelous thing you… you fit like a goddamn glove… I like this year a lot. Already…. and it’s only been 19 days.
So my instinct was to run… because I was sad, and you made me sad. And when I drank it hurt all over, and I could see you in my eyes with your people…. your real people…. and it hurt because I would never be one of them…. But you so willingly became my person, for a short time… and maybe the point was this. That I would run away and that I would open up my heart and soul and let the world fill me, that I would devour these beautiful new experiences, because you had left a void, a place for them to go. And maybe you opened my eyes to other people… If this one… is as wonderful as he seems… maybe that was the point of it all.
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i think, on some level, i write so i don’t forget. i have this fear that one day i’m going to wake up and not remember a thing about my life. i think a big part of who you are lives in those little moments in your life. you know, the ones that you look back on and think to yourself, damn i am…