here's to it not being a mistake.

[pillars_of_salt]

for once i'm not singing the sad songs.
no more of

we're concentrating on falling apart.
we were contenders, we're throwing the fight

this girl, i believe in. and i'm starting to believe in myself, which is even more amazing. none of the ifs, ands, or buts i thought would haunt me forever. it's a little confusing, but i like it. a lot. hope is a pretty sweet thing.

for those who wanted to know.
behold the cuteness.

it feels more like:
the time has come for colds, and overcoats
we're quiet on the ride, we're all just waiting to get home
another week away, my greatest fear
i need the smell of summer, i need its noises in my ear.

i dunno. there's just something about her eyes and that little crooked half-smile.