I glance at her after she swears and wonder what to make of it. I'd never been an open book to people, but do I really come off as one? Looking away, I sigh and close my eyes for a moment as images pass through my mind. A chill travels down my spine, the only image I can make out being that of fangs...
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. "Okay then." I glance around, thinking. I look at the time. 30 more minutes. Great. 30 more minutes to die of thirst. I look back at him. "You alright? You look like you've seen a ghost," I chuckle, noticing how pale he's gotten.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself any direction you choose. You're on your own. And you know what you know. And YOU are the one who'll decide where to go... — Dr. Seuss