cursed with a sentimental heart, my brain shuts down, and gushing emotions burst through my eyes, lips, fingers and core. this beating organ rarely feels for anyone; but when it does, it is like fireworks at its brightest climax. so, when this aorta, atrium, valve combination is rejected, my entire system suffers. water leaks from my eyes, and i curl up in a frail, caterpillar-cocoon position. ..awaiting to be awakened, and saved. however, as i slumber in warm chrysalis state, i grow and search for myself. my strength, drive, passion, and wonder-craving soul will keep me rocketing everywhere. kiddo will never die.
feeling kiddotron ventures on