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August 20, 2012

I am the root of my own anger.
Jo 

THIS DAY.
I want to go back to this day and just start the fuck over. Before boyfriends. Before people turned their backs on each other. Before I quit ballet. Before I had a job. Before I had to worry about moving and college. Before everything and everyone got so damn sad and stupid. 
I want to go back to that exact moment in the picture…Nutcracker performance weekend and I was sipping Pepsi through a sour punch straw while eating skittles. And it rained that day. And I was ditching school with my best friend.
I want that day back. I want that simple life back. 
I hate wishing stupid things like this because it isn’t coming back. It happened and I didn’t appreciate one damn second.
Well, fuck.-Josephine 

THIS DAY.

I want to go back to this day and just start the fuck over. Before boyfriends. Before people turned their backs on each other. Before I quit ballet. Before I had a job. Before I had to worry about moving and college. Before everything and everyone got so damn sad and stupid. 

I want to go back to that exact moment in the picture…Nutcracker performance weekend and I was sipping Pepsi through a sour punch straw while eating skittles. And it rained that day. And I was ditching school with my best friend.

I want that day back. I want that simple life back. 

I hate wishing stupid things like this because it isn’t coming back. It happened and I didn’t appreciate one damn second.

Well, fuck.
-Josephine