Something falls off of me and I wake up, sitting straight up and looking around. Yawning, i find Jackie to my side and flash a smile. I relax and I lie back down, "Oh. Hey."
Someone walks in and hurries out after saying something and I look down at myself before glancing at Jackie.
"...Wait, what was that?"
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
A person is more than their experiences, stacked up like stones... Our best moments are the foundations we use to reach for the sky. — Yumi and the Nightmare Painter by Brandon Sanderson