387: Life

387: Life 

Broken lovers. Assessment schedules. Tempestuous winds. Batshit insane weather. After a long day of school and tutoring a girl will look up at the sky, and beyond the train station platform she will see the last of the sun’s rays bleeding their pale orange honey across the sky, seeping into the dispersed clouds and breaking out brilliantly from behind their linings, and the girl will wonder, marvel at life’s continuity, seeming endlessness, despite feeling trapped in a vicious cycle of failure.


~ Serendipitous

Reached my month’s post quota. If I’m feeling romantic, would probably post some more. Less than 2 weeks until half yearlies, and 63 days until 18th birthday ^_^


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