I really hate that I can't make things better for you.
It kills me to know that I am giong to have the same feeling again.
No matter how many years away I have it, it will still be too soon to feel again.
Only good people die young.
I've got two theories on that.
Theory One) If given enough time, everyone proves that they are just as terrible as the next person. It just so happens that the good people who die young just aren't given enough time to show how truly terrible they are. They could be the worst of the worst. But no one will ever know that. Because the good die young.
or
Theory Two) The world is a fucked up place.
I'm leaning more towards Theory Two. But that one just kind of kills all hope I have ever had in the world. Then again, hoping that the first one is the one holding all the truth isn't exactly happy happy joy joy either.
But I feel like it is better to think of that one rather then the latter.
Wish: I just wish I was out of college and working with kids. Because then I know that I'll be making a difference and I'll be helping people out.
//ohthepossibilites
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