“I can't force you. I can't make you want to survive this." He pulls me against him and runs his hand over my hair, tucking it behind my ear. His fingers trail down my neck and over my shoulder, and he says, "But you will do it. It doesn't matter if you believe you can or not. You will, because that's who you are.”
so many things i want to blog about before i forget, but time isn't on my side and I feel as though i'm living each day as it comes ): The fact that more than half the year has passed hasn't sunk it yet but............ sigh. I can't wait for the next good thing to happen in my life because everything i've been looking forward to has passed and right now life seems so mundane.
