theoceanspeaks
Backspace. When I hear that word, I think about lovely teenagers wearing old sweaters, drinking tea, and trying to think about witty names for their Tumblrs. I actually wonder if life had a backspace button - would I use it? I probably would. I think about deletion. I can see myself hitting that key and thinking, /deletedeletedeletedelete/.
The fallout of anything seems to be a very depressing time. I shouldn't like to experience the fallout of anything in my life.
I feel driven to do anything that helps other people. I like to think of myself as a helpful person, and I love doing things for the people that I love.