to do: the overdue thank you letter to the one who does.

i’m usually the person who thinks new year’s eve is incredibly overrated and superstitions are for people who won’t take responsibility for their actions seven years from now. the one who stopped having faith in fate and only believed in whatever I could make out of my own two hands which, at times, really wasn’t much of anything. but it was mine, just like my righteous anger and unjustified pride and all the other things that no one ever talks about but keeps so many warm at night.

God, that was absolutely ridiculous. classic fool, haughty monster, american idiot. but you figured that out waaaay too early, right?

thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you. i couldn’t have done any of it without you. I never could’ve done any of it without you, actually…but, well, you already knew that.

done searching, done hunting, done existing with a mouth dripping dissatisfaction and claws craving to pacify greed. immediately. because who knew that the real thing was actually worth waiting for?

haha, of course you did.