My poor heart and the things you do to it
He read a lot. Used a lot of big words. I think maybe part of what got him into trouble was that he did too much thinking. Sometimes he tried too hard to make sense of the world, to figure out why people were bad to each other so often.
Isn’t it funny how day by day nothing changes, but when you look back, everything is different.
someone smack this goofy smile off my face