The Con

i dont want anyone to see my insecurities. ironic, isn't it? tomorrow is a new day and i see hope on the horizon. barely but i know its there.

" And we'll keep working on the problem we know we'll never solve
of love's uneven remainders, our lives are fractions of a whole.
but if the world could remain within a frame like a painting on a wall.
then I think we would see the beauty.
then we would stand staring in awe at our still lives
posed like a bowl of oranges,
like a story told by the fault lines and the soil." - Conor Oberst