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I used to sleep in truckbeds with strangers, used to 

dance with my whole entire body

used to close my eyes and feel everything. 

I used to wake up early to go surfing

do other people's homework so they'd buy me tickets 

to concerts. 

I broke up with my first boyfriend over facebook messenger

after making a pact with one of my friends.

I cried the next day, on the shoulder of someone I barely knew. 

She told me a story about the end of the boy she'd loved with her 

whole entire heart, and I stared at my sandals in the sunshine. 

I wasn't sad to be alone, like I'd thought I would be. 

I was nervous about how things might look different; 

sometimes it feels scary to look out a plane window when you're leaving 

your city, because things might look really different from above, and you might 

realize in that moment how small your world really is. 

Somebody told me once that life is just a constant series of goodbyes, 

and the more that you say, the better you get at saying them. 

Sometimes I don't remember what it felt like to be who I was, 

does that count?