I’m 19 years old.
I’m quirky and I’m weird and I’m way too silly and I sweat the small stuff.
I can be annoying even to myself sometimes.
I like to dance in the rain until my clothes are dripping wet.
I’m not a realist.
I have fragile strength.
I am determined not to waste my last month of adolescence and all it’s glory.
I find beauty in broken things.
I find even greater beauty in broken things that are pieced back together.
My mouth usually gets me in trouble and I use far too many run on sentences and I frequently will steal song lyrics and insert them in my blogs.
I try to follow the advice of my heart (thanks to that fortune cookie I ate over a year ago).
I’ve weighed the cost of losing the world, but gaining my soul.
My name is Natalie Grace Donald.
I am found.
And everything I once held dear, I count it all as lost.
Living with arms wide open,