Jan. 10, 2017
Here at 23 I feel as though i’ve lived so many lives already.
I think i’ve been shedding all these different layers getting down to the truth.
This is what I must keep doing.
Projecting my true self into this world and see who captures it the way all these truly wonderful people who have stuck around have.
The ones who haven’t stuck around have given something too.
They leave bits and pieces of themselves behind in me.
Even as their room in your heart is engulfed with flames remember you both were holding either the gasoline or the match.
Go find the fire extinguisher.
Sweep up the ashes and rebuild.
Make new space.
Look how far you’ve come.
You deserve it.