I suck it up and stand, knowing I had to do that. I head to the sink and wash it out, the blood practically making me faint. I fall and bring a hand to my forehead, crying.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I sense her emotions and head back, slipping my jacket and shoes off but finding her still in the bathroom. Worried, I sit on the bed and cross my arms.
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
Follow your passion. Stay true to yourself. Never follow someone else's path unless you're in the woods and you're lost and you see a path. By all means, you should follow that. — Ellen DeGeneres
