My Glass Bottle.

I don’t know. That’s my answer to everything, even the most basic questions. I don’t know what I want, or what I feel, or what I like, or don’t like, or what makes me laugh, or what makes me cry. I don’t know who I like, or who I am, or if I like myself. […]

Just like every penny counts, every second counts. And within every second, every smile. Every tear. Every laugh. Every broken heart. It only takes one second for lightning to strike, for a leaf to fall, for a heart to beat, for a bomb to go off, for a connection to be made or a connection […]

I feel like I’m a passionate person. I feel like I can recognize the feeling of passion. The feeling like your gonna barf rainbows when your doing something you love is very distinct to me. I feel, however, like it comes in waves for me. Like I can’t stay too passionate about one thing for […]

I love you more than pizza, cause pizza makes me sick I love you more than than milkshakes, cause I find that they’re too thick I love you more than chimpanzees, cause they aren’t all that smart I love you more than starfish too, cause at least you have a heart But even if pizza […]

If you were a bear, the biggest, hairiest, friendliest bear, I would want to be honey, the sweetest, most delicious jar of honey one can find, made by only the busiest most beautiful bees that bumble between the fanciest flowers and back to the highest hive where they work to make me, the happiest honey, […]

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