Sometimes I don’t realize how brave I am until I see my friends being cowards.
Sometimes I don’t realize how stupid I’m being until I see my friends being smart.
It’s never been clearer to me how cold and dead I have been inside than right now as I walk home fighting back tears like I’m fighting for my goddamn life. I’ve never tried so hard to not feel. I want so desperately to say I don’t want it…but I can’t. I’m free and this was still my choice. Somehow I sense the dead in me could win. I can feel the winter coming already. My heart is going to completely shatter. How was my whole life before this any sort of prerequisite? Nothing could have prepared me for this. Except, these Ray-Bans. They’ve never been more precious to me than down all of High Street, where they hid each strained tear from everyone who is ignorant of my story.
Perfetto. Ho intenzione di rimanere svegli tutta la notte a guardare Il Padrino e volendo ero quello nasconde in Sicilia.
I haven’t been this sincerely, holistically happy since I was 15 years old.
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