So She Went Until She Couldn't Went No More

She swore she just couldn't hold on anymore. She had been now, for many years. She didn't want to be held back anymore, she wanted to be free.

The only reason she couldn't, was those around her. Yeah, she cared about them dearly, but they've dampening her wings ever since she could form an opinion that was just hers.

Lately, they've done more than that. They poured a huge shit-ton-a water on those wings of hers. How could she fly? She needed to fly.

You can't hold her back. It's just wrong. Against her purpose.

So she decided she was done with holding back, pleasing others, waiting. She left, went out of her being.

But that's just the thing. She went out of her being. Her being was being who she was now. Yeah, her wings get dampened, but she's got a towel. She just doesn't know how to use it yet.

So, she went until she couldn't went no more.

'I hope you do too.'

She always did tend to have a lot of emotion.

"Just a reminder, I guess... No matter what, no matter what goes down or up, no matter how often we hurt each other or make fools of ourselves, no matter what we look like or how we look at things, no matter how hard we laugh or how bitterly we cry, no matter if we 'hate' each other or 'love' each other, no matter if we're curled up in a ball gasping for air because our tears are literally drowning us with physical and mental pain or we're just shedding a single tear, no matter where we are now or where we end up... I will always be there for you. You may believe me with every inch of your soul or spit at this with every inch of your being, but I know I mean it. I hope you do too."

She didn't do specifics very often. But this was specifically... to a list of people, and to... well, basically anyone.

She just kinda... loves.