22. Loves Coca Cola, photography, and anything vintage. I sing sometimes.
"I’m not trying to sound crazy. But remember the part in the movie when everyone died, and you told me beforehand that it was going to happen, but I still cried? I cried for hours, rocking back and forth, sucking on a corner of the sleeve of your dust blue sweater. It was because of this. It was because I could feel the mortality awaken in my veins. I could feel it moving slowly, crawling across my body, down my back and through my legs like a slug. And it’s just sometimes I don’t feel that weight there. That heavy death in my bones, like you do. I guess I’m jealous because without the press of it against my chest, sometimes I think I might just float right off the ground. It’s sort of scary, never feeling your feet tied down. It’s almost as if the earth didn’t want me, so it never made its roots. What was wrong with me, that as a baby it already knew? I just want to tell you that I’m sorry. I’m sorry that I sometimes need you to grab hold of me so tightly. I know it is a lot to ask - to always hold on for dear life. But it is so dear! And you make me want to stay put for the whole thing."