struggling to breathe again.

 I expected It would be hard. But not that much. I thought I have all of this is behind me. That I got over with it. She helped me realised that I can't shake it off like snap of my fingers. 

Everybody's been abandoned and left a little empty-handed.

 I wanna be able to enjoy the little things. Like smile from a child, nice weather, gold trees, people around me, great books, mesmerising music, each new follower on tumblr/fashiolista/deviantart... 

I wanna be brave enough to be happy.