I like quiet people. They understand the inner workings of the human heart better than anyone else. They are the best listeners and often the best advisers. They have a beauty that does not shine but softly glows. I like the way they cast their eyes down when talking, i like the way they smile politely and genuinely.
I smile unnecessarily at people I don’t like. I disgust myself.
Happy birthday mummy dearest. I miss you.
Okay guys. How do you say no to an annoying guy who’ve just asked you out in a platonic way? Would “I’ll be busy walking my unicorn.” be too rude?
It frequently runs through my mind, leaving a never-ending trail of unanswered mysteries. I’m curious to say the least.
What is on the other side?
Lady Gaga clearly belongs to the Capitol of Panem.
