• I like covering my ears with my hands and listening to my insides. My hollow parts droning against empty. I like feeling my chest move up and down, and filling my body with air, I feel so light and insignificant under the swelling sun. THe beating of the sunray against my face beats in time with my heart. I can love the sound and feel of my throat vibrating as my voice echoes. I like the feeling of my toes curling and crinkling my nose to a familiar smell. I love the way my face hurts from smiling too much. I love it. I love it. I love it. I like it when I can faintly hear the beetles and I have to sing along. I loved it when Cubism Dreams came on and you were stroking my hair. I like the feeling of uncertainty on the tips of my fingers, and how the stress sinks to the soles of my feet. I love the feeling of risking it to attain a good feeling that will only last a few moments. I like the ache in my hand from writing and feeling of writing too much that I run out of ink. I love recognition. I like being a girl with a girl, whispering secrets and laughing at nothing. I miss a good friend and a partner in crime. I love silly car rides and funny accents that make my throat hurt. I like silly facial expressions that make me laugh behind my hands. I love hearing laughter of someone older than me. I like missing people. I like how I can fit right into you. I love hugs that make things drop to the floor. I love the morning air flaring through my nostrils. I love seeing the earth move. I like the watt my fingers hurt after I play guitar and the feeling of music ring through me. I love bringing things together and creating connection within chaos. I like looking at myself in the mirror and seeing someone different but still me. I like the way music makes me feel at home. I love the distant feeling of relief. I like not having anything to do. I like trying. I love completeness. I like thinking about my future. I love being full. I like the way good music makes me cry. I love when people smile at me and say my name. I like new things and constant change. I like feeling buzzed. I love my dog's undying love. I love filling pages out.