Rewind
A lot of the time I spend on my tumblr, I find myself looking back on old posts.
Even just posts from just two months ago make me laugh. Posts about love, and falling for someone. Hoping it would work out. Even though those posts are very naive and silly, I’m just glad I knew what I was getting into. I knew it was going to crash and burn, like it always does, but I held onto just enough hope without crumbling when it was all over.
Personally, that’s a huge step for me. It comforts me that I can give someone a piece of myself that I may never get back, but in the end I can still be okay.
I feel like there’s a lot of hope in that.
However, even though I feel okay, I know that there’s still a long cry ahead of me.
Aside from that, I have high hopes of continuing things with my booty call.
Nothing serious. Just, you know, booty callin’.
