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steffannypack:

I haven’t even moved yet. I’m still here in Michigan.

In your everyday suburb, but not just any suburb. These average looking houses and these narrow, tar-covered streets are the ones that made me.

Sure there were places I’ve lived in the past. But this is where I made real friends for the first time in my life. This is where I’ve lost them too. This is where I felt like I had my heart broken. This is where I learned the meaning of “drifting apart”. This is where I learned what its like to make real mistakes.

Yokosuka may be my hometown, but this is where I grew up, and I think that’s worth mentioning too.

I can say I hate Michigan all I want, but Michigan made me. The people, the weather, the culture: all of it.

And now, here I am, cleaning my room and going through all the papers and the mementos I’ve amassed. It’s been a reflective few days for me. I love watching how 6th grade Steff became 8th grade Steff and then 10th grade Steff. And now here I am, high school graduate Steff. Here I am. Throwing away things that used to have meaning, and keeping the things that still do. Maybe I’m not ready to let go of everything just yet, and I’m okay with that.

You know, I love all the drawings. The funny ones, the sad ones, and the ones filled with loneliness and a desire for true love. Its almost hard to remember now what that felt like, but with these, I can never forget. I never want to take my happiness for granted, so its good to have these reminders.

A year ago, I never would have dreamed that I would be here where I am.

Madly in love, moving out of Michigan, and pursuing my passion.

Really, it sounds too good to be a true. Almost like a fairytale.

And that’s all I’ve ever wanted my whole life. A glimpse at true happiness and the rocky road leading there. So all these drawings and all these love letters to no one, I know they’ve led me here.

And I know there’s a reason for it, and I’m going to find it.

No, we’re going to find it.

Charith and I. We’re going to do it together.

Yes. I’m ready to start my life.

But are you?

The love of my life. Times a million. Billion. Trillion…

That was me, yup. I forgot how to shout! :P

(Source: steffannypack)