running out of time

what motivation is there when your searching for your fairytale and see everyone else's fall apart before their happily ever after. to see something that is supposed to be so stong be so fragile and crack under the simplest pressure. missunderstandings abound. rivers of tears flow. scars form and some say they will never heal. some move on and dont look back. pushing it out of their lives just to get on. its there hope for any of us?

sorry all, may not have time to put up my writings from camp. cross your fingers im not out till too late today. cya in another week, if i behave well. haha.