Dear lotus, where did a delicate queen like you learn to grow a spine so tough.
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Chronicles of a 16 Year Old Wallflower
Dearest darner, You can’t pour from an empty cup.
A CLAY TALE
I recently had a conversation with a friend the other day; natures very own clay (don’t ask questions) and he asked me to pass this message across.
Life; The Comedy
From the ink that flows through my veins do I present to you, “the comedy that is life”
SHOEBOX
I have this thing where I can’t wear someone else’s shoes comfortably, its as if my feet know that they’re not home. If I can’t wear someone else’s shoes then what exactly was I thinking when I tried to live someone else’s life.
Chronicles of a wallflower 