Faded Denim

i think the world needs a blog specifically centered on things that make you cry, smile, and maybe laugh a little at times, even when you think you can't. because a lot of the time, life isn't perfect, and you mess up, and there are things you go through that break you apart. sometimes you feel so much pain that you don't know how to deal with it. and sometimes you want someone so much that it hurts and kills you. but nobody wants to die.
which is why i started faded denim - because there just might be someone out there who really needs something torn, faded, old, and familiar to get them through the day. a pair of jeans that fit perfectly and are beautiful even though they weren't the most expensive thing in the world. a pair of jeans that've gone with you through countless nights lying awake, the tears softening up the fabric. the happy moments when you wrote down a word or drew something on the endless blue to remember it. and the one time it hurt so much that you didn't know whether to laugh or to cry.
a piece of faded denim... you put it on, and you can feel it all, take it, smile or cry, and it'll be okay. just another memory to get you through life. just so you can live, love, and laugh.