COME ON

Every picture is a rude shock, a revelation, a painful reminder. Trust few, and in those you trust, be grateful.

(I mean for me to have to find out like that, is just so cheap.)

FIRST DAY OF TERM 2-

School is like, the same. Every. Frikkin. Day.

To you, soul-searcher, bearer of burdens, gatekeeper of hope, I wish you shall get better soon. I wish you happiness, and I wish you shall head, once again, in a direction your heart leads you. I wish you will be able to let go, I wish you peace in the knowledge that you are your own person. I wish you comfort in these hands, I wish you joy. I wish you a friend, someone who will pull you out of this mess.