turns out ,
i have no worries to say im not good enough for anyone . im alot fucking happier also . so until , that guy/girl comes around thats not worth my time , i shall be with him/her ; until then im continuing to be that singlepringle as always have been .
• year after year , icome back to this place ’ just to remember the taste of Strawberry Wine .
Seventeen , the hot July moon , saw everything .
my first taste of love , ohhh bitter sweet , the green on the vine , like strawberry wine <3