by SnowFiery » Thu Apr 10, 2014 7:00 am
Landon nodded "deal" he already had thoughts running through his mind for the story. He had images in his head that he would put with it. A smile made its way to his face as he looked at her. "It's going to be amazing"
Simon chuckled lightly "I'm not try good at it either" he sighed when he brought it up and shrugged. "I dunno" he sat down against a wall in tito's room. "Toby was sleeping and he was talking in his sleep. About his family. And he just kept smiling" he sighed lightly "tht kid has made himself so important to me in the last few hours.... But listening to him talk about his life.... I'm jealous...... I've never had a family."
Who are you, really? You are not a name or a height, or a weight or a gender. You are not an age and you are not where you are from. You are your favorite books, and the songs stuck in your head
You are your thoughts
And what you eat for breakfast on Saturday mornings. You are a thousand things, but everyone chooses to see the million things that you are not. You are not where you are from, you are where you're going, and I'd like to go there, too.
Everyone who terrifies you is seventy-five percent water. And everyone you love is made of stardust, and I know sometimes you cannot even breathe deeply, and the night sky is no home, and you have cried yourself to sleep enough times that you are down to your last two percent, but
Nothing is infinite, not even loss.
You are made of the sea and the stars, and one day you are going to find yourself again.