I turned 29. I had planned to go 4-wheeling and eat cake etc. Well I got a ride (from an X boyfriend) to get my birthday fit. Well cause I wanted to keep him an X we fought. I ended up walking and walking all over, all night, by college and university. I realized being alone wasn’t bad. I had a dead phone. It was pouring rain.
You see what I did was build character. I can’t explain the growth I experienced that day but lets say I’m here today because of that growth and realization. No – it’s not always bad to be dressed in yellow. I’d rather be here than buried 6ft under…
He would have killed me.
Snowflake
