Bottling up
if i were to bottle up anything i would bottle up the moment when i was in the hallway and Isaura Elizabeth Delatorre touched my arm. She dint just "touch"my arm. She caressed it. That was by far the happiest moment of my day. You may be thinking, "she was probably moving you out the way" BUT NOOO she wasn't , maybe she just wanted to feel my arm;) JOKING!! But yes , it really happened . Honestly , before talking about 8 ball pool , we never said a word to each other until then.Resemble less
i am suppose to be like my father but i refuse to. Family members always tell me "you're just like your father" and/or "you look just like your father" OK i get it, i look like him when he was younger , but that doesn't mean i act like him because we are a whole different person with a whole different mindset. And for those who really know me , you know why i'm speaking negative about the guy. I would not want to resemble anyone because theirs always a negative part of someone. I would stay and be looked at as myself and no one else. Be yourself because everyone else is already taken - Oscar wylde
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