But the f*cking ground never yawns at these times, does it.

I’m just a girl whose dreams were predicted to be nothing more than "pipe dreams” — So tell me, what’s there to lose?

Apr 4, 2016

I start wishing that the ground beneath me would open up and swallow me whole.

But the f*cking ground never yawns at these times, does it. It just lies there beneath our feet like a fateful friend trying to do what it thinks is best for us.