You know those days when you cry like.. a lot because you’re scared, you’re scared of you, of them, and you’re afraid mostly of the future. how’s it gonna be? you know it’s going to be hard, it’s going to be beautiful & awful but it will be worth fighting for the beauty in it, because that beauty will make your life complete; i have hope that it’ll be like that, because if it’s not.. Well i don’t know what I’m living for.
