They told me to pour my heart into everything I do. So that’s what I did, I poured and poured and poured. Now they ask me why I’m so empty.
Looming and phosphorescent against the dark,
Words, always words.
Being happy is a very personal thing—and it really has nothing to do with anyone else .
someone on my facebook got married and her husbands new nickname for her seems to be “jugs”
like, she was talking about how she was sick and he’s like “feel better jugs”
why would you do this on facebook. when you’re friends with all of your family members. why.