your voice sounded like wind chimes, and the leaves of the trees rustling in a soft breeze, the birds chirping on a Monday morning, reminding me that the world goes on without you around. 134 more words
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1. “Her face was a perfect oval, like a circle that had its two other sides gently compressed by a Thigh Master.” 2. “The lamp just sat there, like an inanimate object.” 3. 147 more words
My heart is a vase: it’s been well-loved, and despised, and it was once broken.
He is the glue that holds it together.
My mind is a notebook: full of information, some of which I will turn into masterpieces, some of which I don’t need, some of which I should throw away. 156 more words