Of course there is some truth to both stories (as said before, the truth is likely in the middle), and of course there's also many people outside this pattern im describing.
While my classmates fawned over the Mona Lisa and Liberty Leading the People, I skulked around near the less popular exhibits that had fallen out of favour, hopelessly going over exam notes in my head.
I only lived a few blocks away, and the weather was mild enough that taking a chill night walk had seemed like a good idea. I live in a quiet suburban neighborhood. Narrow streets, identical lawns, cars sleeping in driveways that would be empty it a few hours.
I'm slightly more seasoned and open-minded than him, and I have been branching out into edibles with medium doses. We had talked for a while about my usage of it and if he'd ever be interested, and very recently he found that he wants to try it with me.
BLut the tough times in life will create the true person in you 💕Soneliness will create an Empty space in you ,
uccess in life will create a crowd for you ,
The mist of February kiss my lips, longing for a feeling lost long ago. Coffee stains on my shirt's sleeve, pencil marks on my hand and a few doodles still remains on my arm. Whispers sounds in tune, ringing in a melody. Sun catches my eyes, was it a butterfly, not sure.