And a Half

Little girls don't know how to be sweet girls, mama didn't teach me. Little boys don't know how to treat little girls, daddy didn't show me.

That's probably not an actual PostSecret, but whatever. I'll just be sure that the first images I post are secrets.

Today felt somewhat surreal. I'm not even entirely sure if the first half of the day was a dream or not. When I say 'dream,' it doesn't necessarily mean that it's a good thing. It isn't necessarily a bad thing either. I suppose I was just neutral towards the whole situation. When I think back on it, it's like... sort of indescribable. I feel like the first half of today is part of what I'll see before I die, like when my life flashes before my eyes or whatever. I'm both happy and sad and I really can't determine as to why. I see the morning coast, Raini's face in the dark of his cold room in his bed, I see us happy, us quiet, us talking. I see us crying...

Today wasn't a great day. I let too many things affect how I feel. Things never turn out as expected I guess. I won't cry about it. I'll live.

***

I can't keep my mind settled on just one thing.

MY
HEART
IS
A
MOTHERFUCKING
IDIOT.

***

I'm really annoyed. I just wish that some people would leave Neverland already. Grow the fuck up. Seriously, it isn't cute anymore.

Fin.