So Rachel Berry and I now own the same dress…..

So I’m closing up this chapter of my life. Junior year. The last time that something was in my own hands. Next fall I’ll be sending off my mediocre essays, my 4.3 GPA, and my 1920 SAT scores.. waiting for the return. Maybe I could have done much more. Maybe a 5.0 rather than my measly 2 A’s. Maybe a 2200 like my brother on the SAT. Or a 28 rather than a 27 on the ACT. But maybe I couldn’t have. So I’ll be satisfied with what I’ve done. Give it all away, put myself in the admission office’s hands, and just believe that for once everything will fall into place. Maybe I’ll believe a little bit more in faith, and say that whatever school accepts me, and wants me, is wherever I’ll go, and is where I’m supposed to be. But who knows now. Who knows today. I don’t. All I know is that I feel happiness for the first time in weeks. This whole part of my life has come to a close, Kevin with it, and there is nothing left to do but move on and keep nearing the adult world.

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I PUT UP SOME OLD STUFF.

If we both get old, will you let me float away?

The Tallest Man On Earth is all that I have.

Who would have known that this one moment of my life would be the heaviest. Not in weight, but in importance. It’s hard to sleep when your eyes are burnt shut with the empty residue of tears and strife. Marry me grief, so as to make me wed to that last moment with him.

(Source: survivalrevival)