I am not plain, or average or - God forbid - vanilla. I am peanut butter rocky road with multicolored sprinkles, hot fudge and a cherry on top.
Whereever you end up;" Jack whispered into my ear."I wish you clear skies. Always
The people on the train with me don't know it, but in my head I'm dancing.
comparing what you see during an eclipse to the darkness at night is like comparing an ocean to a teardrop.
I've learned that everyone can do their part to repair the world
if they make me watch that movie one more time, I will fall down on my knees and beg for mercy