| I’ve discovered that Amy Shirley is so bad that she can do a front kick on your telephone and give everyone in your address book a black eye. |
Last night you slept under a blanket of freedom stitched together by death service and lives of our soldiers
| The eyes of a child see through the hurt of a word and the sting of an angry hand. But the heart of child once broken start to affect their sight. |
When you see someone and you heart misses a beat, raises you hands, makes you sweat and you can’t stop grinning, you know it’s love
| To the Ones who watch movies alone on Friday night—the ones that eat a meal by themselves– the ones that are avoided on a bus–the ones who sleep alone to wake to emptiness–to the ones who shop with no one to buy for–the ones who truly understand left field–the ones who don’t follow the crowd–today I am thinking of you. |
