I swallow again and stand, shaking my head, "If we're just going to jump ship when things get hard, I guess I'll pack a bag then. You seem pretty set on being... on the end of this."
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 raise an eyebrow, "Fine. Be that way. Have a nice life," I shake my head in disbelief before running out of the door and to the gardens. I never said anything about giving up when things get hard. I just said that It would be hard.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I sit on my heels and stare at the bag before me. I-Is this really what she wants? Or is this what the voice wants me to think she does? Am I even thinking clearly?
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
Love is friendship that has caught fire. It is quiet understanding, mutual confidence, sharing and forgiving. It is loyalty through good and bad times. It settles for less than perfection and makes allowances for human weaknesses. — Ann Landers
