It's not your breath, your thinking head, or even the bu-dump-bump inside your beating chest that says you're alive. It's your spark. We all have one. It's the drift in your thought as you daydream in class. The stretch of wonder in your eyes The dropping of your jaw The tap of your foot to a musical hum The warmth in your chest when she flushes you a smile. The SPARK means you are alive. Alive and Loving! So feed it everything you got Your hair, your eyes, YOUR BUTT Even your heart, YES your heart- --for what is a heart if it can not sing? And, in the end, when we die. (we all do - Don't fret!) You could say: I gave it my all, M

I can't imagine how i would have turned out if you didn't come into my life and breathed Hope into my hollow sliver of a soul. Now that you're gone, I'm left with nothing but empty memories. Memories that will eventually mold into nightmares. I gave everything i had. From my last coin, to my last ounce of strength. I grew and changed through our suffering. There's so much I can think of right now, but, the only thing i am sure of is..

i remember deviantart being much active when i started back in 2007. Visitors wer much frequent. it was easier to make acquaintances online then. maybe facebook stole away all the active users.