I yawn and sit up when she does, standing and heading to the bathroom. Closing the door behind me, I wash my face as images of the past flash through my mind. I block them out and calm down before headed back out, sitting at her side.
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
A person is more than their experiences, stacked up like stones... Our best moments are the foundations we use to reach for the sky. — Yumi and the Nightmare Painter by Brandon Sanderson