you will make it. days might be long and nights might be too, but you will make it. you did make it. i hope you’re somewhere pretty, studying the world around you or just simply being. being is enough. ten years is a long time from now, a time i can’t even begin to imagine at this moment in time. but i know you’re still here. the scars and sleepless nights will fade. i know they will. breathe. always remember to breathe. i hope you’ve found happiness through inner peace and i hope meditating, spiritual growth, and magick has become a part of everyday life. being strong now means you can be vulnerable later, but i hope you’re not as stubborn as we are now. always open up and let that person in. i hope the dogs are still by your side, and i hope you’ve found someone to spend time with in the pretty place you’ve fought so hard to find. if we went to college, i hope it was for something we’re genuinely passionate about. take a second to sit outside and enjoy the fresh air :). make some tea. most of all, i hope we’ve become the realest version of ourself. i hope we are honest and live only in the present.