Our blunders mostly come from letting our wishes interpret our duties. ~Author Unknown For the past 10 minutes, any exposed skin on me had been attacked by the sharp, frosty wind. The air itself would have been bearable, but the wind made it a torture. I was sincerely regretting my decision, but my stubbornness and pride drove me on. Well, I wanted to go out against all odds this is my punishment. 10 minutes of walking through Antarctica. Who cares? I will survive! I gritted my teeth and put my head down no way would a little breeze send me home! I WOULD get t
I touched your skin today; a narcissistic red, a secret to success that your blush gave away Your glossy smile bounced around me; an intolerable grace, an exhalation possessed by your nagging perfection-- I wish I could be a balloon.