caseybryan
either way you look at it, the glass is half full. half water, half air. there's no reason to ever give up on life.
clicking as you pound out the story. taking the time to think first before blindly writing. pulling the paper out and crumpling it into a ball.
they remind me of my father.
i always wanted one when i was little. a BIG, pink one. i never got one, it was very disappointed. i guess i thought it would symbolize my amazing confidence as a female...later on i ONLY saw crossdressers, transgenders, and women in vegas wearing them...i started to feel like they belonged to that movement instead. i love all of these people.
you and me together like glue. bread and butter. for good luck. the bubblegum in my hair. when the peanut butter stuck to logan's mouth. when my candy cane got all over my hands. when i couldn't get it off me and you helped, and kissed me afterwards...
Wrapping the sheets around me when they are warm out of the dryer. My parents wrapping me in sheets and swinging me around. Laying in those sheets, with him. Feeling him and the sheets on my skin. So in love. Laying in her purple bed and falling to sleep instantly.