Can't promise that things won't be broken, but I swear that I will never leave.
me: haha hey guys do u dare me to eat this whole thing of ice cream
me: *shaking my head and chuckling* i cant believe you guys are making me do this
them: we're not
me: *eating right out of the thing* this is so wild you guys you're so fucked up for making me do this
When I was thirteen
I laid a blanket on the dewy grass of my front yard
I sat down
And I cried.
I cried because I thought I was nothing.
Because life consisted of mostly misery.
My arms were covered in scratches
My body was begging for food
They told me I was nothing more than a girl.
Nothing more than damaged goods.
I believed them.
Now I am seventeen.
I laid a different blanket down on the same dewy grass in my front yard
And I smiled.
It has been
since a razor blade touched my skin.
My body is full of chocolate
because my best friend took me out to dinner tonight.
I graduated high school early.
My second year of college starts in 26 days.
I start my new job on Monday.
(I’ve always wanted to be a barista.)
My internship is going well.
I know now that I am not damaged goods.
A lot can change in four years.
'Four Years' by Kaitlyn Mercy (light-through-the-night)
teacher: your homework will only have 4 problems!
homework: 1a 1b 1c 1d 1e 2a 2b 2c 2d 2e 3a 3b 3c 3d 3e 4a 4b 4c 4d 4e