I slept in a different room but the next day I just told him I want to be with him. Which is true because he is all that I have, however I feel like there is still so much waiting for me still.
okay YES im writing a stupid fucking modern au fic thats been written twelve hundred fucking times in ten thousand fucking different scenarios with the same tropes on the same fucking charactres i always write about. sue me.
BTut we still gain currency through the currents thatShe truths that we hold onto
Do we trade junk for change as we wade our way
Toes not always leave us with matter of fact
She sifting we do to find what is true
Yituations that get caught in the net
ou have been through a lot
I oscillate wildly between 'Take no shit from others and be yourself unapologetically. Do not restrain yourself to the demand of conforming to standards not set by you. Be yourself, upset others, and be strange and disconcerting.