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Krista, 23 :)

I live for the moments in my life where there is nothing at all that is perfect, but everything feels so right. I have come to figure out that the problem is not where you are going to go in life but it is what you’re going to do when you get there. I’ve realized that the statement “missing someone is not about how long its been since you’ve seen them or how long its been since the last time you spoke, its about that very moment when you are doing something and you wish they were right there with you” is oh so painfully true. There are also many moments in my life that if I was not so young, or stupid, or restless, I would be able to just forget. When I meet someone new I try to figure out how I’ll want it to go. Do I want it to be happy, or sad, or fast, or slow? [[My biggest fear]] is that I’ll never be loved like I once was before and I’ll be spending my entire life searching for a moment where I feel it again. I want someone to be the anchor that keeps my feet on the ground, and I’ll be the wings to keep your <3 in the clouds. I wanna run but I resist with the cold reminders of what I left behind. I try to remember whose lives I have touched and who have touched mine will always be apart of me even if the encounters where much less then I wished, it is the content of the encounter that is more important then its form. I am the type of person that when the rest of the world walks out on you, I’ll be there I promise. All that we are is defined by our shipwrecked hearts. BUT i will no longer let my Memories speak for me!

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