Far from it.



Hi. I'm Carolina. I have an odd sense of humor, I value intelligence, and I'm a unique character. Click HERE to see my face.




You know what?

I’m done stressing over it. I’m done wanting to kill myself over it. As soon as I possibly can, I’m getting the fuck out of this town and forgetting everyone in it and everything this fucked up. I’m just fucking done. 
I’m going to just detach myself from everything, leave as soon as I can, and be fucking happy. 

You.

When you are older, when you have grown. When you have become the man I foresee you will be. When you have succeeded. When you have acquired a beautiful, loving woman. When you have created children to carry on your wonderful blood. When all in your life is just as it should, and will be, I want you to visit my grave. I want you to lay flowers on it, and speak to me. I want to know that the sorrowful memory I will be has served some purpose in your life. I want to know that I was something significant to you, and that I will forever hold a place in your heart like your will forever be embedded deeply within mine. 
I will always love you.