queue my sobbing uncontrollably


beautiful cinnamon roll - Christian Reed

“When you don’t know where you come from, you have all these questions. About your mannerisms, your failures. Even the stuff you’re okay at. You don’t know if they’re inherited from someone you never knew, or whether they belong to you.… I wonder who I’d be if the people I needed had stuck around. Who I’d be without all these things that have tested me. More than I’ll ever be tested in my life. Without the one who’s heart I broke. Without the one who makes me forget about the dark stuff.…
So I guess, when it comes down to it, I want my future to define me. Not my past.”