She’s strong, because she knows what it’s like to be weak. She keeps a guard up, because she knows what it’s like to cry herself to sleep

A PHOTOGRAPH

it could be completely irrelevant minus one single detail.
today i found myself staring at a photograph and feeling this overwhelming sense of time slowing, heart-stopping nostalgia that i can't quite describe.

and the girl in the photo seemed to resemble us, even though we are nothing alike.