I swear that this was my intended fate at the lake today. Turns out it was only a small turtle. But hey, you never know.
Sometimes...
I wish I could move to a foreign country and start over.
Some place no one knew my name, my past, my personality.
I could find beauty there.
My beauty.
I suppose.
Can you keep a secret??
Sometimes I wish I was still seventeen.
Being seventeen is so magical.
You are naive, but think that you are invincible.
I miss feeling invincible.
Just so you know, i really want you to text me right now, i would text you, but i don't want to act desperate...
‘I’m not allowed to fall in love,’ she said. ‘I’m not allowed to care this much.’ But when you’re staying up late, hoping to God he’s tossing and turning, thinking of you, it’s too late already.
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