I am...I am a river, cutting through a landscape of knowledge.
I am...I'm your favorite backpack, worn and patched, a broken zipper here, a frayed strap there, But I've always been there, and together, we will stay forever.
I am...I'm your favorite Ipod, out of date with cracked screen, low on room, and filled with old, old tunes, my outside is but a simple gray, but it's okay, you love me anyway.
Life is...Life is more random than paint splatters.
Summer is...Summer is a glistening red apple, warmed by the sun.
Fear is...Fear is a monster that devours all logic of the mind.
Love is...Love is a fluttering, fluffy moth.