First day of college: 2 packs of pencils, stapler, 3 hole punch, notebook and matching colored folder for every class, class schedule written in planner
First day of last semester: backpack still full of previous semester’s notes and half eaten bag of chips, 1 pencil
“One day, you look at your life, and it has purpose and someone that makes you feel very special and friends. And all the time and pain that it took to get there, it just doesn’t matter anymore.”
i want to be good and do good. and be nice to people. and make people happy. and have good and healthy relationships with people. i want to be a light. i want to learn to forgive and i want to understand people. i want to be loved and adored and i want to love and adore.