but still little things and words fill my heart up wi-
(really hate it when the parents walk into the room and peer at my multiple screens told you i'm grouchy)
-th a quiet kind of happiness and i think what have i done right to deserve this?
had my run stomping about feeling all self righteous and indignant, relishing my ride on the high horse. some things are off limits, i would just never. if there's one thing i should have known, is that what i think is common decency might not apply across the board.
even if i have to sit on my hands to stop myself from grabbing them by their shoulders and shouting WHAT ARE YOU DOING, i must remember that everyone is entitled to make their own decisions (mistakes). growing up and looking at everything change gradually has really put into question my self-belief that i am non-judging. just like spilling a glass of water on a book, it soaks all the way through.