> in which i vent my anxiety and stress about what is to come
I found this in my drafts and it was finished.. don't know why I never published it :/
Picture taken: January, 2017
Just writing down what bittersweet nostalgia feels like to me.
When I grow up...I want to own the stars and give one to each person who made me smile When I grow up...I want to hold you accountable for each tear that you made me shed