Mary - 24
Photographer, school chaplain, and laughter enthusiast
I am a pilgrim, a voyager
I won't rest until my lips touch the shore Of a land that I've been longing for as long as I've lived
Where there'll be no pain or tears anymore
In Exile - Thrice
"All Will Be Well" – Gabe Dixon Bandall will be well, even though sometimes this is hard to tell
and the fight is just as frustrating as hell
all will be well
Getting over someone is weird.
It’s like, you’re having a great time with your mates, and out of nowhere this thought pops into your head that the thing that would make this better is if a certain person was there. And it’s weird because you’re the single person between two couples, but you don’t want that person to be there with you necessarily. You just want them there because you know they’d make the group better just by being there, and you can say that without the emotion that would previously have come with that thought. And you realise you miss that person just because you miss them being around, and not because you miss the way they made you feel.
It’s a nice thing to know.