Who are all these people?
Why did I fall in love?
Why am I falling love?
How come I have never felt this alive?
Where do I go next?
I can not get her eyes out of my head. I love her. She was never mine. And we just met.
I can eat a peach for hours.
I prefer getting hit in the back of the head with a dry leaf because of the wind, to no wind at all.
Philadelphia.... the thing about giving you a piece of my heart is that I never knew I had that piece to give. So thank you.
I need to cry.
I must eat.
I must pack.
Train rolls on.
I have a new family of men. Some women, but mostly men. My brothers are cool. They make me laugh. They are my boys. I need this. I needed that. I will carry there hearts with my heart and so on.
Magic is real.
Really, I believe in magic.
I want to fly....
What am I suppose to do with all this passion?
I have almost drowned in it before.
But I want to surf with my passion. I want the waves of romance to glide me into a wild ride that is worthy of poster boy moments.
Wait, I am doing that.
AHHHHHHHHHHH.....
ahhh.
See me now.
Lost for words.
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