For Sunflowers

I finding answers and losing them in the same day.

This is the reality of the situation. We have to accept our failure, we have to accept that the universe can fuck us over all it wants. Maybe I’m not mean’t to have anything good. Maybe my struggles will last a lifetime. Maybe my triumphs will be the death of me. Who knows? Who cares? Life isn’t fair. I just have to accept it. Some people die before they even get to really know what life is capable of. I’m at the mercy of the creator and he has thrown me a fucking curve ball. But I HAVE to deal with it. There is no escape. I can’t run away from this problem. Why did they do this to me? I don’t know.

Special surprise

Transitions are hard, I find that I’m very negatively effected by existing in two places at once. I can’t think of home when I’m at school, and there is no trace of school when I’m at home but I need both so badly. I still feel really alone, like no one cares about me. I’m not a victim though I have to put in the work, to earn what I deserve. I can’t let people make me feel small.

I’ll be in wonderful stories set far far away

A girl can dream

Make me laugh

Remind me of other times, of late summer nights hiding by the sea

Oh how I love him