
I’ll go and buy a small mirror somewhere and practice smiling. I’ll practice over and over so that I can see him once again. If they tell me that I can live without hurting anyone else, I’ll let my hair sway in the wind, take a giant step onto the earth and go see him. I want to live, to say my thanks.
I will reblog this no matter how many times it comes across my dash in whatever form
Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh