“It was the way you always placed a period after you said I love you.

I love you.

I love you too.

It was always a period

Without excitement and without question.

As if there was never anything after that.

That it will always be.

As if it was always fact.

Like it will never be that you love me, but you will stop loving me someday.

Like it will never be that you love me, and it hurts.

It was the way you placed a period after I love you that told me it was written in the stars.”
— Jenn Satsune (via ohsatsune)

(via pipsqueaklovee)

Today.

Tuesday Sept. 30, 2014

Today you see me smile- you may ask me how I am, and I will tell you i’m doing okay. Today is a struggle; a struggle like no other. Literally fighting for my life from the claws of evil. Inside my head is a constant battle. Replaying this cliche that ‘one is too many, and a thousand is never enough’ couldn’t be anymore true in my life as of this very day. I must remind myself that my best ideas have got me to earn the position I hold today. But you know what.. I am okay.

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