quarter.
April 11, 2010
One quarter of “just fine” has gotten me pretty far. And as I looked back at those old letters, books, notes… memories, I cried. I cannot physically remember the day that I changed. But I promise I did, and I just want you to realize that I’m not the person you stopped talking to anymore. I am full. I am deep. I am complete. Replace the new me with that void.
