A blank canvas...has unlimited possibilities.
I don't know what I believe. I guess that makes me a Christmas Tree Agnostic.
I laugh, and it sounds like I've been sucking helium.
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.
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.
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...
I'd like to point out that we've had zero problem reaching each other's mouths.