female, nineteen, aspiring rcmp officer.
little by little, you're just letting yourself become [you].
I think she was afraid to love sometimes.
I think it scared her.
She was the type to like things that were concrete, like the ocean. Something you could point to and know what it was... And I think that's why she also struggled with love. She couldn't touch it. She couldn't hold on to it and make sure it never changed.
For what it’s worth: it’s never too late to be whoever you want to be. I hope you live a life you’re proud of, and if you find that you’re not, I hope you have the strength to start all over again.F. Scott Fitzgerald (via high-violets)bukowski knew