back then, I was willing to be anything people told me to be. I didn’t mind that I was dying inside because I didn’t know how to live any other way. but how do you learn to breathe, then opt to be suffocated day in and day out?
I’m noah now, and really, I always have been. it’s not my fault no one believed in noah until he gave them no other choice.
— MEET CUTE DIARY by emery lee











