After a little, I finish and bring a plate for Jackie while carrying one for myself. I sit by her legs and flash a smile, setting both down on the coffee table.
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
It's a pity the dictionary has only one definition of beauty. In my world, there are 7.9 billion types of it- all different and still beautiful. — anne27