They say blood is thicker than water. But it’s also a lot harder to clean up when it spills.
I see you
and suddenly everything is conflicted. It’s okay. It’s not. I had previously forgotten that you even existed, I was distracted. But there’s that random smell that carried through the winds that slight noise in the distance the thought of you comes from no where Or it is justified. I’m never sure anymore.
Thoughts of the past five minutes:
-I am hungry as fuck. -Screw illnesses -I love gum. -Hello there. -Once again I hate you……… :) :( - ^^^^ damn your smile. -I love Halloween. -And awkward situations. -You are super cliche. -You.
Debated whether to make this a quote but since I...
It’s not always rainbows and butterflies, it’s compromise that moves us along, yeah. My heart is full and my door’s always open you can come anytime you want.