The thousand peices of my heart *DONE AND NOT GOING TO FINISH*

I'm walking down the street, my sneakers hitting the pavement. The sound is like music. Thump. Thump. Thump. The wind is softly blowing my black hair in my face. I push the strands back where it belongs and continue walking, the music continuing. My skin is probably getting tanner by the second. It's just a typical su...