that evening i sat on the freezing stoop and let myself sob. i let me hair fall in my face. i let the whole sloppy world around me fall and i gave in. i realized how much of a child i still was and how i should just goddamn say so. i let the winter air burn me, crucify me, make me realize how afraid i was of growing up. i tumbled inside onto my bed and spent the rest of the night lipping a glass of pink lemonade.
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