everything you know, love and fear. everything you've yet to experience so far. glued to this world by the beauty of the sky in early morning hours. screaming out when no one is awake to hear. crying to keep the ocean's waves washing up seashells to cut my feet as i wander the beach. building forts in the forrest and around my living room. penpal of the child within. acting out to make others smile. mistress of my friends. fortress of uniqueness. lightning that strikes you down. rain that washes you clean. finding the lost pieces of myself, as i am wrapped in your arms.
how come i'm the only one who's boobs are showing?!?