December 2011
Dear Future Me:
angel-you-were-born-to-fly:
i hope you are well and not lying broken and battered worn and torn in a ditch with only the buzzards as company i hope your heart is strung out and someone’s holding onto the kite you’re attached to and that you don’t depend on anyone to live. here’s hoping you’ve seen wonders sailed across this wanton world with drinks at your fingertips and fire in your heart.
I wonder if I am someone's crush
justagirlnamedtaylor:
