Crying

Let go.

Submission. Martyrdom. Not sure what I was thinking.

I remember when I had finally memorized the whole "Our Father Prayer." I was super young and I obsessively doodled it in my notebooks for awhile because I was so proud of myself.

That's pretty much what girls do when they lock themselves in the bathroom.

That's my Ben.

Ow.

Ow.

That feeling you get when you forget to study for a test.