the only thing that keeps me going are future plans.
i plan to be everything. sylvia plath had to choose, but I will not.
c'est moi
- elise
- The last thing I wanted was infinite security and to be the place an arrow shoots off from. I wanted change and excitement and to shoot off in all directions myself, like the colored arrows from a Fourth of July rocket.
1 comment:
thats my girl. the figs aren't dying, you can choose all of 'em.
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