today is torture but i’m fighting my way through it. i’m face palming myself over and over again.
One of every flower (except duplicates) I walked past this morning, on my normal walk with Peg.
Welcome to San Diego. <3
Spent a lot of time thinking yesterday.
Talked to my mom, she’s excited. Tells me, “everyone makes mistakes”.
She is truly the most forgiving, loving, accepting, kind-hearted woman I will ever know.
Sometimes I wonder where the fuck I came from.