Evelyn? Crying?? Over non-boy-related issues??? Wow. It's been a while.
Thank God for lovely friends like J and J (haha) who convince me that I'm okay, that I'm not all that bad, that I'm possibly pretty awesome, sometimes, and that it's enough to be awesome to the people who matter and not to everybody.
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Evelyn
I close my eyes and imagine the dark hills I would have to cross / to reach you. For I am in love with you / and this is what it is like or what it is like in words.
Carol Ann Duffy
When I grow up, I'd like to be a cream puff. A cream puff with apricots, or even a plain one. Lukewarm at the bakery. In the window.
Jeux d'enfants
No matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better.
Samuel Beckett