So I feel that lack of qualification. And I'm scared. And I have a tendency to think things may not/probably won't work out. That's my basic mindset.
Redemption, transformation--God how she wanted these things. Every day, every minute. Didn't everyone?
That we have some history together that hasnโt happened yet.
But it was another girl, young and new to the city, fiddling with her keys.
It's turning out to be a bad day, a day when the sun feels like teeth.
Now that Scotty has entered the realm of myth, everyone wants to own him. And maybe they should. Doesn't a myth belong to everyone?