Yet it’s not cause of the ‘heartbreaking’ love story. It’s because of the failure to take certain precautions and prevent this from happening. It’s because of the ignorance and cowardliness. It’s because of all the women, men, and children that died in such an unexpected and desperate situation. But also, because it has happened again, on Costa Concordia. People still missing. Sad world we live in.
Eventually, as you grow older, you learn and you see things you didn’t see before. And once this happens, you slowly filter out those people you never realized were pulling you under. It’s a sad experience of liberation, you tend to think back on all the pleasant memories, and maybe it’s best to try and remember those. Instead of all the reasons why you’re not going back.
You are my kind of perfect. I never imagined I could have overlooked the intricate parts. But I’m gaining knowledge, I am starting to see. See all these unique textures I never traced before. These little pieces that fit together to make you as beautiful as you are. One may consider these simply flaws, but I feel indebted to the allure of each one. I love them just the same. You are my kind of perfect.

Just late nights painting things on the floor of my room..

1. Run and Shred
2. Eat healthy again!
3. Destroy what destroys me!
4. Go to thrift stores!
5. Get a car!
6. Smile more
7. Save more
8. Love more.
9. Read my Bible.
10. Pray

To remember for when I need this.

The answer is so clear, yet I don’t want it to be. I keep pushing it away, but really, in life, the more you focus on running away, the more prominent that one thing in your life becomes..
I’m nervous, but I keep trying to forsake the fear that is trying to rise into my lungs. Instead I breathe slowly, steadily. It’s not as bad as it seems. I pray. And tomorrow will be okay. Because I know where I need to be, and if things don’t work out, if they turn me away in disgust, well. I’m going to handle it like any tough kid would.
Shoot, I better be making the right decision, well, of course I am. It’s just all the middle stuff that drags me and sometimes I worry far too much.
No more worrying!!!…
