Sometimes People Use Thought To Not Participate

I Think The Idea Is That Every Person Has To Live For His Or Her Own Life And Then Make The Choice To Share It With Other People. Maybe That Is What Makes People "participate.

I Guess When You See Somebody In The Hallway Or On The Field Or Something, It's Nice To Know That They Are A Real Person.

He Was The Boy That Made Mix Tapes With Themes And Hand-colored Covers Until The Day He Hit My Sister And Stopped Crying.

And When She Started Becoming A “young Lady,” And No One Was Allowed To Look At Her Because She Thought She Was Fat. And How She Really Wasn’t Fat. And How She Was Actually Very Pretty. And How Different Her Face Looked When She Realized Boys Thought She Was Pretty. And How Different Her Face Looked The First Time She Really Liked A Boy Who Was Not On A Poster On Her Wall. And How Her Face Looked When She Realized She Was In Love With That Boy. I Wondered How Her Face Would Look When She Came Out From Behind Those Doors.

My Sister Was The One Who Told Me Where Babies Come From. My Sister Was Also The One Who Laughed When I Immediately Asked Her Where Babies Go To.