I'd like to point out that we've had zero problem reaching each other's mouths.
A blank canvas...has unlimited possibilities.
I laugh, and it sounds like I've been sucking helium.
I don't know what I believe. I guess that makes me a Christmas Tree Agnostic.
I doubted myself, and that made me doubt you. But you weren’t the problem. You were never the problem. I should have trusted you, but I didn’t, because I couldn’t trust myself.
I’m beginning to think that maybe it’s okay to be a blank canvas. Maybe it’s okay that my future is unknown. And maybe, I say with another smile, it’s okay to be inspired by the people who do know the...
Hot. I’ve been upgraded to hot.No one has ever called me hot. Cute? Yes. Adorable? yes, often and it makes me want to punch them. I didn’t know short girls could even be hot. I thought I’d been perman...
I don't care about anything. But I care about you.