expectations vs. reality

ok, poladroid keeps fucking with the picture cropping it wrongly but okay…

today’s highlight was this amazing conversation i had with my father. we just stood there sharing cigarettes, thoughts and feelings and i’m really glad to be able to say he’s pretty much my best friend. i came out to him last night, obviously drunk as fuck, as his reaction was everything i always expected it to be and a bit more. now i feel that our bound is even stronger.

he shows me what love is and i feel like j k rowling when i stop to think about it. he wants me to live, to discover the world, to be happy with myself and never fully depend on the one by my side to find happiness. he wants me to love, to try, to fall and get up like this strong motherfucker he thinks i am. the love he’s got for me and my sis and his strength makes me want to try to open my heart once again, it’s fucking amazing.

so yeah, besides this stupid hangover and this pity that girl has been putting me into, i had an amazing day on my pajamas and staying away from alcohol and streets.