I like the smell that rain leaves behind. I like the way long hair flows in the wind, especially when its brown. I like the sound of the final bell, the one that signifies school is out. I enjoy decorating my skethbook(yes, I spell it with a lisp) with coloured duct tape. I love to draw people, namely anime people, but people all the same. I love my house key, the skull it bears on either side of its black surface. I adore black nailpolish, I simply wish my nails were more fitting to be polished--or perhaps the issue is that I'm not superficial enough to be like the rest of the girls at my school who go to salons and get fake nails. I adore the art of literature. And so, I am here.

-x-

Her: I admire you.

?: Why have you come to me?

Her: Because I know who you are.

?: Is that so?

Her: You are the soul that gives me wings to fly and the one who inspires me to rise each morning.

?: Tell me my name.

Her: But... You are far too fair. There is no name in this world that could reach the sky as you can, you deserve nothing less.

?: So you're saying I don't deserve a name?

Her: Rather, no name deserves you.

?: What makes you think I am so special, so great?

Her: You made me believe my life was worth something once.

?: I do not recall doing such a deed.

Her: I was but a lonely young girl sitting on a bridge when you came to me. You took me by surprise when you stopped and noticed me. You told me I should smile, and reminded me that the sun had come out today, and that the flowers were in bloom.

?: I think you have me confused with another..

Her: You took my hand and granted me words I had never before heard, or even thought.

?: I...

Her: You said: "We will kiss the sky before we die."

?: It's a metaphor of mine.

Her: Tell me, what does it mean?

?: Well, the 'kiss' supplies the essence of love, which we all hope to find in someone magnificent, so symbolized by the 'sky'. The rest, I suppose, can be taken literally.

Her: Or death... could that symbolize heartbreak?

?: If you wish to interpret it that way.

Her: How do you intend it?

?: That it inspire hope.

Her: And love?

?: Inspiration of the hope for finding true love.

-x-

My Bucket List:
-Road trip across the USA.
-Buy a meal using only pennies.
-Watch a concert from backstage.
-Be in two places at once.
-Write a book.
-Kiss with pop rocks.
-Smell a black rose.
-Skip a rock 17 times.
-Explore the world.
-Ride on a hot air balloon.
-Travel by train.
-Go ice-skating on a frozen-over lake.
-Put a note in a bottle & stick it in the ocean.
-Become a professional artist.
-Find true love.