I know these will all be stories someday. And our pictures will become old photographs. We'll all become somebody's mom or dad. But right now these moments are not stories. This is happening, I am here and I am looking at you. And you're so beautiful. I can see it. This one moment when you know you're not a sad story. You are alive, and you stand up and see the lights on the buildings and everything that makes you wonder. And you're listening to that song and that drive with the people you love most in this world. And in this moment I swear, we are infinite.
Htf y'all failing classes and stressing about finals, but y'all can reach and piece together, analyze, summarize, and synthesize all this Beyoncé shit with NO problem?
"Please Lord wash away all of the bad energies I may have picked up throughout the day. Forgive me for my sins, You know I struggle to be as righteous as You are in this world, but I try."
