i'll never know why;
but i'm addicted to hearts.
always have been always will be.
i constantly draw hearts.
my school books were filled with little drawings of hearts.
i just don't understand.
every time i draw a heart i think back to when my mum first taught me how to draw a pretty heart.
i can't believe i remember that far back.
and i just found a little heart confetti on my bed. on it's lonesome.
small and white with some sort of pink reflects.
maybe i'm just crazy.
maybe i'm just craving love...