the last summer entry. fin.
so i think about where i was three years ago [talking nervously about jelly and catholics and jews in car, struggling against my own mind] and i think, well this is better than that.
and so i think about where i was two years ago [trying and failing to take steps into and out of two different places, clinging to the wrong people for the wrong reasons] and i think, this is definitely better than that.
and i think about where i was just one year ago [scared shitless, very alone, in limbo] and i think that i've made it pretty far.
and so i think about where i was two years ago [trying and failing to take steps into and out of two different places, clinging to the wrong people for the wrong reasons] and i think, this is definitely better than that.
and i think about where i was just one year ago [scared shitless, very alone, in limbo] and i think that i've made it pretty far.