#this is 17

rollerskating while listening to tidal by fiona apple and one of my wheels broke so i had to walk home in my smiley face socks

Listening to concert music (Magic Man) and crying

just got to change my age on my blog 

drowning into an abyss of nothingness. but if the abyss is nothing, it’s quite foolish to fear it, isn’t it? falling, quickly, down a rabbit hole with an unforeseen end. after your years progress, you begin to wonder if carrol had an end in mind, from the very beginning: a divine plan. or if he spontaneously decided to save alice from the free-fall and place her in wonderland. as i’m falling, i ponder the thoughts of a god and how he allows bad things to happen to good people. and then i wonder if god is like carrol and decide that i hope my wonderland is every bit as exciting as alice’s.

they say it’s a new chapter to a new book in my life but i feel like i never finished the last book.

and so acid tearsburnt through this frozen mask and in my own protection i drowned.