Louise Spence
113.365
There's so much more to us than this. We're only seventeen. Yes, we've been broken. We've been lost, and discarded. We've been forgotten, and we've been swamped by too much, too young. But it's impossible to forget that we've been happy. Elated beyond compare. We've lived and laughed and loved and been places, seen foreign horizons and beautiful sights. Already. And there's so much more to come. There's so much more to it than this. So much to look forward to.
Sit up and smile, sweetheart. Things will get better in time.
I think this is my favourite 365 ever. So much love for it. All the best ones are accidents.
follow me, please? :)
113.365
There's so much more to us than this. We're only seventeen. Yes, we've been broken. We've been lost, and discarded. We've been forgotten, and we've been swamped by too much, too young. But it's impossible to forget that we've been happy. Elated beyond compare. We've lived and laughed and loved and been places, seen foreign horizons and beautiful sights. Already. And there's so much more to come. There's so much more to it than this. So much to look forward to.
Sit up and smile, sweetheart. Things will get better in time.
I think this is my favourite 365 ever. So much love for it. All the best ones are accidents.
follow me, please? :)