i don’t know what living a balanced life feels like, when i’m sad i don’t cry, i pour; when i am happy, i don’t smile, i glow; when i am angry, i don’t yell, i burn. the good thing about feeling in extremes is when i love, i give them wings. but perhaps that isn’t such a good thing 'cause they always tend to leave, and you should see me when my heart is broken

i don’t grieve, i shatter.