Kush doggy dreams; my boyfriend’s baby, photo taken by him :)
Frustrating, how I am practically incapable of doing the right thing — I know my heart is in the right place and I want to be that better person, but I can’t seem to run away from past mistakes no matter how hard I try to get away from them, regardless of the weight of the regret and the pain it’s caused. To feel this way and to want nothing more to make it all right — but being absolutely powerless to do so, by all accounts this is a treachery that breeds the heaviest heart. Time machine, you are my only hope.
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