I start to craft a story but then all these little thoughts and intricacies about the plot start to mess with me and I'm left feeling burnt out about the whole thing.
AS person i can truly let my gaurd down and for once be seen as small and fragile in spite of the characiture of toughness I've put on for so long.omeone who will let me hold their face in my hands and look at them with utter adoration
They were still living together and by the time they kissed i’m pretty sure my friend and her bf were back together(I wouldn’t know as i didn’t find out about the kiss until a bit later when my cousin told me while we were drunk).
not attractive at this age, I was often ridiculed for being ugly and fat, In reality my features were not hideous, alot of my "ugliness" was poor styling and unflattering photos that made me look even worse I was not at all photogenic, though I was still overweight and had a big
AHnd smiled upon the gun.
“O little child, why beat thy drum?Be beat his drum for marching men
Ieneath a blackened sun;
T saw a child upon the road
he Little Drummer
The occasional dog bark, cars driving by, a group of kids playing a sport, and so much more are the sounds of a healthy, vibrant society and you have no right to complain/demand silence when you hear these sounds.