Since when did my friendships resemble one way streets? Since when did things start to go out of control? Is college really that big of an influence on our characters, that after one year, everything is different? Can situations change people from the inside out?

Unfortunately, yes. It's life.

"Yeah. But I don't want to elaborate. I would never call myself a cutter. Girls go through different phases when they're growing up, when they're miserable and do different things, whether it's an eating disorder or they dabble in cutting. I'm really insecure about everything. I see what I look like, but there are things that I like and things that I dislike. My hair is good. The color of my eyes is good, obviously. I'm too short. But overall, I'm not super excited about the whole thing. I never think I'm worthy of anything... I have a sick feeling of being mocked all the time. I have a lot of self-loathing. Self-loathing doesn't keep me from being happy. But that doesn't mean I don't struggle. I am very vulnerable. But I can be aggressive, hurtful, domineering and selfish, too. I'm emotionally unpredictable and all over the place. I'm a control freak."

-Megan Fox

But there’s something in me that just keeps going on. I think it has something to do with tomorrow - that there is always one, and that everything can change when it comes.

I know I'm only borrowing it. I know I have to give Summer back to you. Just as you, have to give Winter, back to me.

And yet, you still find one thing to obsess over. One form not filled in. One call not returned.

Time never said
"Best you enjoy yourself now because we're going somewhere soon."
But that's what he meant.

You will become whatever you want to become. Even if you don’t know what that is.

All your work. All your play. None of it compares to one night spent next to the warm body of someone you love.
You need to learn this sooner rather than later.

The blackest night will fall and I will be gone like the sun. But in the darkness, you will find something more important than me. You will find yourself, deep in that ink. The sky will lift you up like the moon, to bring light to a landscape starved of it. And I will chase you and you will chase me, in the hope that one day we will find each other again.
And when that day comes, we will cast our light.
Together.

Do not be afraid to cry. Your tears are warm drops of light that remind you how to feel. Do not be afraid to laugh. That sound is the song of a world that loves. Do not be afraid to care. It is by caring that you do what must be done. Do not be afraid to stand out.
For, in your case, you have no choice in the matter. You will shine brighter than a thousand suns.
Do not be afraid.

You think you’re the only one who feels small. You think you’re the only one who isn’t sure what tomorrow might bring. You think you’re the only one who’s scared the world might eat them.
We suffer together and hold each other tight because when we touch each other, we know.
You are never alone. Ever.

Look outside. The entire world is waiting for you.

I need another one like you. Version 2.0.

I need another KJC Version 2.0

This is where I write something for you. This is where I sit down and open a vein. This is where I miss you. This is where I try and find the feeling of prickled skin. This is where I push the headphones closer. This is where I tell you what I think. This is where I tell you what I know. This is where I tell you that it’ll all be ok. This is where I talk to a stranger who isn’t a stranger. This is where I keep my peace, hope, love and happiness. This is where the wind blows. This is the mulberry bush. And around and around we go.

This is where I write something for you. This is where I sit down and open a vein. This is where I miss you. This is where I try and find the feeling of prickled skin. This is where I push the headphones closer. This is where I tell you what I think. This is where I tell you what I know. This is where I tell you that it’ll all be ok. This is where I talk to a stranger who isn’t a stranger. This is where I keep my peace, hope, love and happiness. This is where the wind blows. This is the mulberry bush. And around and around we go.