Amen- "So be it."

A what-if doesn't amount to much, does it?

Here I am, a rabbit hearted girl
Frozen in the headlights
It seems I've made the final sacrifice

Florence and The Machine, you make me cry.

Words make reality more real; I dare not speak of it.

Man. No se.

Please don't judge me

Sometimes I wish I could stop thinking and stop everyone and their thoughts so that I may close my eyes and follow my heart and enter your room and slide myself underneath your arm and listen to your snores and think that, even for that one moment, maybe maybe it could work and that you would realize that I'm worth it and that things would be okay.

Of course. This is complete fantasy.

I still remember when Day wrote me a letter (can't remember about which guy) and included this quote:

Margaret Mitchell
I was never one to patiently pick up broken fragments and glue them together again and tell myself that the mended whole was as good as new. What is broken is broken, and I'd rather remember it as it was at its best than mend it and see the broken pieces as long as I lived.

Funny. God. Real funny.

It's okay because I forgive you (though you should forgive me). And I was laughing along.

This is not the post I originally intended to write, rather this is now a post to keep me strong.

Finally, a good night.

I deserve this one night

I'm going to go to the Drake concert, get drunk tonight, and have a blast.

I'm going to push all my worries, all my hurt, all of everything back and live it up.