When I was young no one ever told me I could be whatever I wanted to be. No one held my face in their hands and said, "Julia my darling the sky is your limit." well it sucks but that's the truth. My days have snuck past me and my past haunts me. Time has slipped away. I fell victim to all these things. The only fairy tales I know are the ones I've created in my head or allowed Disney to create for me.
Today is my today. I've spent years dealing with heart ache, fighting off depressions. (Evil fucking monster that it is.) Fallen in love several times and yet never really ever seeming to fall out. I've had more loves in my head than any one self respecting individual probably deserves. These are my stories and mine alone. A collection, my life so to speak. The peaks the valleys. Today is my Today.
