Do you ever feel like the person you are on the outside, doesn't match the person you are on the inside?
Because the person I am on the inside is filled with multiple colors, bends, rises, and falls, cracks and chips, I'm like an abstract painting or a piece of modern art, and you can't really make sense of me. But can you really make sense of anyone?
-Vivianne Varla
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Random Excerpts From The Mind
RandomThis is just a book of thoughtful words, little ideas that I cannot make into stories, quotes from other people, beautiful sentences, or short stories that I have found or have randomly spit out of my mind's imagination. Enjoy!!! (All covers by me.)
