how could you cut ties? with your sister? eyes pointed in my direction inspection disected and your indignation hanging alouf in air space between hasty sideways glances from those who pass us
Because the idea of who we were outlast us and i want to have a chance to grasp at things before they pass us last i checked words so weighty and sharp had cut the glass jar around my heart and spilled the **** thing
because life is not black and white and the fact that our blood runs red doesn't mean as much as you seem to think it did. I chose what was right for my life, i didn't think near strangers got a say. I have customers to help , this is myworkplace so you have a good day.