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Source: s-e-n-t-e-n-c-e-dBecause behind the painted smile, we all have a little pain in the beauty.
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"Fiction is like a spider’s web, attached ever so lightly perhaps, but still attached to life at all four corners."
- Virginia Woolf, A Room of One’s Own (via helplesslyamazed)
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1 week ago
“The tricky thing is yesterday we were just children,
playing soldiers, just pretending,
dreaming dreams with happy endings.
In backyards, winning battles with a wooden sword,
but now we’ve stepped into a cruel world,
where everybody stands and keeps score.”
-Taylor Swift
This song has really grown on me lately, and has just made me think. This summer I am 1,000 miles from home in a place where I don’t know anyone or anything. I have to take complete responsibility of my life, which is fine. That’s growing up. But at the same time, I want to live with the innocence of a child and discover this new and exciting place with wild curiosity and no reservations. But the two can’t coexist in complete harmony; there has to be a balance.
I have been saying nonstop lately that I am ready to graduate and be done with school, but I also know that when that happens, my freedom will come with more responsibility. I’m not quite ready to be “grownup serious” yet. I can handle adult responsibilities at hand and take things as they come and fend for myself and all, but I also just want to remain a little carefree.
I’m going to try my damned hardest.
And I will never stop dreaming dreams with happy endings. It’s called hope.
