The End of Everything

As cliché as it sounds, the teenage years are unfairly unkind to young souls. Often, I find myself trapped in the labyrinth of my too big feelings and my too little mind. Perhaps all this pain serves a greater purpose, but in the moment, the weight of surviving suffocates the tender life I have yet to live, and I am once again left wishing to be a little girl again. This book is dedicated to the ends of everything. To all the last moments with people we love, places we’ll never return to, and the precious seconds when all that we know disappears for good. Perhaps somewhere in the tangled mess of the end of every beginning and the end of every chapter, lies some semblance of hope.