note to my future self.
if you ever find yourself here, scrolling through these pages, through these entries whether it be for reevaluation, reminiscing, or amusement. I wish for you to know that I tried my best to capture these moments, these feelings/emotions, and these times for you....... but darling, i didn't do them any justice. close your eyes, and search through your memory museum. because this chapter was filled with enough love to get you through the rest of your life. these pages won't help you. the memories that were made here are ethereal. there is no substantial concrete evidence to proof the depth of all of the greatness I experienced and lived here. but, I promise you, that the abstract effect it has already had on me, will always be within your reach if you just allow yourself to feel. feel.