michael brown was eighteen years old, he was very shy, he was funny and silly, he loved music, his mother loves him very much, please don’t forget about him, please don’t let him be forgotten
To my future self, please wait. You’ve been impatient your whole life, but please wait for something good. You’ve only loved the people you’ve loved because it was easy. He was funny and he was there. That’s not enough. You deserve more. You deserve a love that was waited for.
found in an old journal 1/25/17
You looked at me as if I were the one hurting you,
and when you told me I was I believed you.
i feel the extreme weight of doing something remarkable for my older self to be nostalgic about








