getting out on my own, 3.4.17

i can’t begin to tell you how much this place means to me. who knew 8 years could shape who you are for the rest of your life? i try to stay away because It feels like i’m living in the past, but i always find myself here missing things i’ll never get back. i’m reminded of things and how they’re over frequently, but it’s extremely humbling here for some reason. i miss the way things were, but some nights it’s like i miss who i used to be. becoming myself isnt what i thought it’d be, probably because i’m not who i wanted to be.

i needed to realize this.

-ratha, 11:23am, 3.4.17