Dem Thoughtz. 1#

Boy. A young man who lacks maturity, judgement, etc. A simple word. A simple gender. So much more than that. A boy can be your father, your brother, your teacher, your best friend, your lover. He can be your world or make you avoid it. He can make you go crazy, drive you out of sanity with words and sayings. He can melt your heart or shatter it. He can make you want your days to last forever or make you want to end your life. Girl. A female child, from birth to full growth. One word. One thousand feelings. Two million thoughts. One very breakable heart. We think too much. We love too easily. We give our heart. We want a fairy tale ending. We wear pink on Wednesdays. Girls stick together. We come out strong, and we always make it through. Happiness. Good fortune; pleasure; contentment; joy. The blissful feeling of perfection. Anger. Grief; trouble. Pure and unadultered rage, maybe. Sadness. The affect of unhappiness or grief. Heart wrenching, gut churning, anguish. Insanity. The derangement of the mind. Not being sure of anything, not knowing what you want, or what you have, or what to do, or even what's happened. Sonder. The realization that you are not the only one in the world, that everything else is linked and working and confusing. And love. Indescribable. Love. A combination of every single one of these things. Something one would never give up for anything. *~*