you that are here, alive, and made it through, the toughest and darkest days, because you’ve done it once, a thousand times, and you can do it again.
you watch as the smoke fades away
and feel the words slip just the same
the thoughts and moments that had passed
you know you can’t keep and let them dissipate
but you take another drag
and hope it can sit in your lungs forever
but eventually you’ll feel the pain
and exhale the memories you kept to linger
I just want to be talented. in something, anything.
someone give me a reason for why i would want to be in a college honors program. because i really don’t but i need to write something. wooooo