ashreigh
I once hid in a library after being high all night. I was still super paranoid in the morning and spent about 3 hours in the art section grabbing books and carrying them to one of the study nooks.
That seems like so long ago compared to memories from times further back than that. Maybe it was the weed.
it hurt whenever my knee was split. it hurt whenever our lives were split apart, but it was all for the best. all of it.
i am on the way to being truly happy now.
i don’t think that you will ever feel things the way that i feel them.
and that is okay. for you.
but i enjoy feeling every second of every day. and truly loving someone.