I ended up getting paint everywhere. The floor, my shirt, jeans, shoes, other people. Everywhere.
When I got home I danced infront of a mirror singing and smiling.
There's a girl who wishes she was on the bus more often.
She still wears too many bracelets and stumbles at her stop.
But she doesn't smell like kisses anymore and she stopped holding in her smiles.
I feel better now. I'm sorry if I haven't been myself lately.
<3
