I hesitate before leaving the bag and heading out to the garden. I sit behind her and swallow, moving her head onto my lap and wiping her eyes, "I-I'm sorry..."
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
According to all known laws of aviation, there is no way a bee should be able to fly. Its wings are too small to get its fat little body off the ground. — The Bee Movie