So I’m from this place called Kitsap County that no one, even those from Washington State, seems to have ever heard of.
Here’s at least photographic evidence the place exists.
Unfortunately it exists, folks.
I miss it though.
As much as I don’t think I’ll find ever living in Kitsap again, it’s nice to be able to go back and see the starry sky from my driveway and drive for miles with nothing but pine trees after walking amongst so much steel and concrete.
My darling, you are allowed to fail without being a failure. You are allowed to make mistakes without becoming one. More opportunities will present themselves, you will find hope again.
By rustyvoices (via wordsaresinging)