My Hip!

“Heart Troubles at School.”

My heart is perfectly fine. Everybody else’s heart is a different matter. Though, they don’t matter much, so thery’re hearts can decide to attack all they want. They’re hearts can fall, crack, break, jump, skip, stop, and beat incessantly for all I care. The heart is deceitful above all things and is beyond cure. I’ll stay with my mind, its tarp as a shack. I mean…skippy as a bunny. Now, if we’re talking metaphorically and not literally, then it’s the same as above.

>> Don’t worry, everybody’s heart is made of the same matter, their hearts are just a different ordeal. Wait, this was supposed to be at school………there’s no difference. Is it just me? Or are these journals getting tinier and tinier? I blame the wide rule that is my paper.