Thank you so much! There’s no need to be anon, I love getting messages like these, and I always respond privately.
xx
Thank you so much! There’s no need to be anon, I love getting messages like these, and I always respond privately.
xx

loving an introvert

future love letters II

future love letters.
People always say they wish they could go back, and change things, be young again, oh, how they miss their teen years. And that scares me for a few reasons. I am so hopeful as I enter my twenties, I feel whole and real and like I can make things happen. Is that the real feeling that people lose as they age? The hopefulness of what tomorrow could bring, of still being iffy on right and wrong and swimming dangerously in the grey area? Or is that at a certain age the world is less forgiving on those who are bright eyed and want to touch and taste and experience everything? I think they envy our rose colored glasses, our worldly opinions, and how easily our hearts break and mend over the inhumanities of the world, how no matter how tattered our worlds can become we’re still young and in love with a million other things, we’ll always be okay.
I want to believe I’ll never lose that. I really want to believe that.
“You’re just sad and sassy.” he said smiling, lightly punching my arm.
“No. No, no. You’ve got me all wrong. I’m happy. Happy and haphazard.”

only a breath | bree jimenez