If I can stop one heart from breaking
I shall not live in vain
If I can ease one life the aching
or cool one pain
Or help one fainting robin
Unto his nest again
I shall not live in vain
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Hmmm quite.
For Wells.
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A man is never violent. A man is patient. A man is gentle. He asserts his feelings and stands up for himself but can do these things with words not hands, or belts, or fire pokers. A man is a creature that shows greatest strength when allowing himself to be vulnerable. A man is respectful and protective and knows how to balance those two traits equally. A man will never extort, will never threaten, will never intimidate. A man will never force himself upon a woman and treats his lovers with the best intentions. A man is a good and wholesome thing. Manhood is earned like a badge of honor. There is a man in ever male, just waiting to get out.
I’m going to sleep with Mac Miller before I die. I love you Wells but, come on.
I love you like a baby deer born in winter.
I love you like a hurricane.
Like a grenade explosion.
Like the fog.
Like a field of poppies.
Like the autumn.
And not doing anything
My head hurts
This is is for my darling Scottie who recently wrote a story with my name in it. I met him at writing camp with a lot of other wonderfully weird characters and I feel that since I haven’t done him justice with how much he means to me. I mean, who else laughs at meme faces as interpreted by a sixteen year old girl or enjoys pillow forts as much as I do? This is truly an astounding individual. Caring, funny, sensitive and cheeks that stretch to mind boggling proportions when he smiles. I am protective over him in fiercest mama bear fashion and he inspires hope in me in ways he probably doesn’t even realize. So I implore him, keep that beautiful chin up and don’t let the world get you down because
ME GUSTA SCOTTIE