my knees are cold.


my best friend, meredith, taught me something this summer, that i will never forget. it is simply, bold. be that, or be nothing. and thanks to her, as well as carpe noctem, my life, has been reinvented. you can’t turn back when you’re bold once- and why would you ever want to? exhibiting bold qualities- similiar to the feeling of earning the respect and love you’ve yearned for as far back as you can remember.




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