Dear Me (from the past),
Find the wind tribe
Look for the music
Journey to the end of the world
Dance like nobody’s watching
Talk to the people around you
Take care of your friends
Write about your loves, your losses
Draw your dreams & hopes
Sing the songs you need
Because no matter how much you think you won’t be okay,
You need to hide, your world is falling down,
we’ll get there,
we’ll be okay,
eventually.
Thankyouthankyouthankyou for choosing my dear me to be published. You don’t know how much this means to me. Like seriously, Thank you.
~Emma