No matter where she settles she always finds herself feeling half empty.
As a child she was found underneath that old oak tree with her nose buried in a book. Her mind was consistently wondering never able to stay in one place.
Everything was closing in on her... she felt as if her head would spin right off of her shoulders it was impossible to decipher anything anymore. Everything she thought that she once knew seemed to be nothing but lies. All she knew was that she had to escape; she didn’t worry about clothes or money all she wanted was to get out of there as soon as possible.
It was amazing how fast she found herself along the back road out of town having one Mac truck after another sorrowing by. Dust flying all around her head reminding her of a dream that she once had.
About Me
- Julie
- I love curling up in a cozy blanket in someones arms. I love sitting on the beach at night w/ my feet burried in the sand. I love gentle kisses. 12oz WaWa coffees are my favorite. I can not survive w/out hair-ties. And clicky pens are awesome.
My heart is taken.
And Im finally starting to learn to live.
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