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It’s funny, when I think about this exact time last year. Things were so different. I never would have thought that things could change so much in only a year. I wonder what next October will be like.

Never push a loyal person to the point where they no longer care.

Has anyone ever noticed how people only love the ocean when the sun is out? Once darkness settles, breeze kicks in, and sharks come out to play - no one wants to swim among it’s waves. And I hope I have never made someone feel like that… As if they’re only admirable in light. As if their darkness wasn’t worth exploring. Because it’s when the sun sets that I sit on the shore, and stare at the ocean in awe.

Can’t stop thinking about traveling this beautiful planet.

Why would I romanticize it as anything other than what it was? It was lonely and sad and degrading. He didn’t care anymore. He doesn’t care anymore.