I'm past writing my life around everyones plot line.
It doesn't matter how I feel to any of you. We're all selfish at the core. Every day, every twist, every shock, every word wraps a different shell around our hearts, a different way of feeling or acting. But in those quiet moments, when it's all stripped away and it's just you, then you know who you truely are.
Will anyone understand me crying in that little room? I know you will. Your baby eyes are my pills.
I am ten feet tall. Today a boy, tomorrow a prince.
xxo
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