I smile and skip down the bleachers, burning a part of his pants before handing it over and heading outside. He swears and I bolt outside, laughing before he can catch up with me.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
When your heart gets pierced with arrows, don't rip them out and pierce those around you in retribution for your hurt. You'll only unnecessarily wound others and bleed to death yourself. — LadyMysterio