“The good news is that by the second year, those cravings were about as half as frequent, and by the third year, half as much again. I’m still a little bent, a little crooked, but all things crooked, I can’t complain. After all those years of all kinds of abuse and crashing into trees at eighty miles an hour and jumping off buildings and living through overdoses and liver disease, I feel better now than I did ten years ago. I might have some scar tissue, but that’s alright, I’m still making progress.” - Anthony Kiedis.
I watch her through the door’s window, walking to the red poppy cabin alone and brave. so brave. because every camper probably knows who she is before she even introduces herself. in the same breath, she has no idea who they are. it’s unequal footing, but if there’s anyone who has the endurance and will to pull themselves higher – it’s sullivan minnie meadows.