I smile and we swim back to the shore. I dry off with one off the towels and pull my wet hair back. I slip on my ypshorts and tank top and put my sun glasses on.
Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart -Winnie the Pooh
I begin to wonder... and soon realize that I don't remember how old I am, and that my parents never handed over my ID. Looking at the waiter, I order a coke and look out at the ocean afterwards.
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
By the sweat of your brow you will eat your food until you return to the ground, since from it you were taken; for dust you are and to dust you will return. — Genesis 3:19