london

watching the decisions you've made lately, takes me back to a time where my perspective was so dangerously limited // i hope you don't take as long as i did to move through that, and away from her

if you can't forgive me, how do we move on?

and where do I go now?

     

     

her voice

 takes me to places, unlike any other person

most of us are just

doing time,

for far too long

Don't get me wrong

i am still one hundred percent that girl in the clouds

escape is still my desire

the mountains still call my name

my hair is still long and out of control

I just have a few more things figured out, now

like how to make a damn good latte

and how to come, fast 

hahah - hell yes.

and my mind is still the most beautiful god damn place on earth

Dear: 20 Eleven

18 year old self:

seeing those snapshots of your inner dialogue were difficult to read..

you had a mere glimpse of life, and thought you were seeing it all. 

you thought a connection to one soul, justified obsession.

a decade teaches you what feels like a lifetime of things you need to know.

                                   Like how to get your head out of your own cryptic asshole