why the fuck did i ever do that
I am tired of trying to hold things together that cannot be held. Trying to control what cannot be controlled. I am tired of denying myself what I want for fear of breaking things I cannot fix. They will break no matter what we do.
I am passionately in love with trees. They weather the darkest storms, and still seize to stand tall. They plant their roots firmly, and don’t budge for anything. They contribute to a greater part of life. And best of all, they show so much beauty in the smallest details. I want to be like a tree.