Have faith
A girl I once met at a quinciniera once sat down with me, she was very pretty, and we sat and talked. She told me her life story and I just listened. When she was done she asked me to tell her my life story. I gave her a short version of mine, since my life was barely beginning, if I’d meet her again I’d tell her everything up to this point in my life, high school and college as well. I could probably write separate short novels now. How time is able to change things is truly amazing.
(Source: married-to-my-cat, via virginwishes)
