If you don’t get excited when you’re about to kiss someone then you probably shouldn’t be kissing them. Kissing them should get you riled up inside and should not be mediocre. Your stomach may turn, electricity goes up your spine and you lose your breath. It shouldn’t be like a burning candle, it should be like fireworks are going off.
I refuse to be your “sometimes”
My teacher asked us individually today to confess our biggest fear in front of the class.
And so it began: Darkness, Spiders, closed areas,Death, Death, Death, Death…
But then my turn came around as I felt everyone glare curiously in my direction.
What was the new girl afraid of? That was the question.
It scared me, the idea of revealing my biggest fear to 34 strangers. Therefore I didn’t say anything, I didn’t say anything at all.
Because you see, I never considered myself to be afraid of death except for the lack of life within myself while I am indeed still breathing. That’s what i’m afraid of: to be alive yet never truly feel it.
You will find that it is necessary to let things go; simply for the reason that they are heavy. So let them go, let go of them. I tie no weights to my ankles.