I Am Changing. Numbing. What If I Am Turning Into The Very Person I Refuse?

I am changing. Numbing. What if I am turning into the very person I refuse?

I hate that you let me down. I feel so sore inside...

I don’t want to hide anymore. But if I come out of hiding will it hurt as much as what caused me to go into hiding in the first place?

It's a female assassin story. A little post apocalyptic. Takes place in the year 2060. I'm going to write it as a trilogy.

That sounds awesome! oooo I'm intrigued! we should swap manuscripts one day lol!

Not sure who this is. Thank you tumblrs, I believe this is a young man named Max Schneider... But what a rad photo! Love it...the lighting, the phone, the drink, the rolled up sleeves, pray I get the chance for this kind of shooting this year.  - Anyone know?

Perhaps it's the fact I've been really ill for a week...feeling a bit nostalgic perhaps. But this...what I want from this summer. Just a getaway and a stack of candids of friends, family, strangers...