...others, with halos shaped like rollercoasters you'd stand in line to ride twice.
We can stick anything into the fog and make it look like a ghost.
Jordan tattoos the words "forgive me" in thick black letters down the inside of his arm so that when he looks at his wrist he will remember not to hate himself so much. What he keeps forgetting is that there is life after survival.
Hearts don't break, y'all. They bruise and get better.
The future gets no say in who we are.
You're not the only piece of patchwork birds can pull worms from.