I've always been a bit different-as you can tell. I never get butterflies.
Moths like to swarm around me. (The white kind. I'm moth racist) it's because I'm a star and they like to swarm into the light. It's because I'm a star.
"And so he swarms to the light, tragically ending his life in the flames." Funny enough, that's an inside joke with my family about moths flying into the fire because it's bright.
I am a firework. I am a firecracker. I'm loud and bright and everybody likes to stare at me.
