I look at one thing. I study it, drink in the details, learn it's every bit of individuality. I turn my head for one second, distracted by the twinkle in an eye, and look back. Nothing is the same. The reality that I knew has disappeared. One thing that we must all do, is not let our imaginary world take over the harsh reality. We can't continue living in a non-existant world. We'll never understand, that's ok.
Not because of the ice cream. Because you're always there for me....to sit on the floor, or cry in the hall. I think I like the floor better anyways. It's meant for the higher class people.
1 Comments:
um heck yes the floor is for the higher class people
lol
:P
which is totally us.
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iheartyou miss allison!!
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