Some legends are ᴛᴏʟᴅ,
                                        some turn to dust or to 𝑔𝑜𝓁𝒹—-
                                            but you will remember me,
                                          remember me for ᴄᴇɴᴛᴜʀɪᴇs.

“So, Ed? You’ve already got that super secret present in the works for me, right?”

“You betcha your sweet buttocks I do, Eddy! Behold!”

“… and you get me a ladder because?”

                                                      Deep down, you know
                                                  you weren’t built for fighting,
                                                      but that doesn’t mean
                                                    you’re not prepared to try.

                                                       What they don’t know
                                                      is your real advantage;
                                                   When you live for someone,
                                                     you’re ᴘʀᴇᴘᴀʀᴇᴅ to ᴅɪᴇ.

Some days I want to be a sarcastic, sly smirking, dark lipstick wearing siren with a crew cut who waves her middle finger to the sky and has an f u attitude… Other days I want to be a soft spoken rosy cheeked cloud child who wears big yellow sweaters and gives tight hugs with a laughter that sounds like music