...others, with halos shaped like rollercoasters you'd stand in line to ride twice.
If we really do get what we give then I give up, so I can get up.
Everything is out there. That's why they call it everything.
I would fall in love with you if you would beat these people out of me.
You can call me an angry ghost when I'm gone, or laugh into my disposition. But my mom will still see me as her wide-eyed wanderer out behind the garage inventing ways to fend off dog attacks that will probably never happen.
Forte is French… for blanket fort.