I look at her and remember what she could have been apologizing for. Swallowing, i close my eyes again and kiss her forehead, "Let's just forget it, Ru. Please."
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
I nod, confident, "Yes. Weird is an aspect of life..." I look at him, "You're gonna have to get used to my weirdness if you're gonna be around me all the time," I chuckle.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
Words are pale shadows of forgotten names. As names have power, words have power. Words can light fires in the minds of men. Words can wring tears from the hardest hearts. — Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind
