Yummy.
A new, clean sheet of paper.
I love it. Just beautiful, empty, and pure white. Waiting for my words to fill it up <3 I can’t explain the feeling my heart gets when i see a clean paper.
It’s like a new friend accepting me fully.
Always willing to listen and love me.
No matter how I treat them.
I don’t have to worry about the paper’s past, present, or furture interfering at all because it doesn’t have one. Well, until I give it one. haha.
I don’t have to worry about it not telling my something super important or just keeping secrets because it’s only every known mine.
Thank you clean, empty paper.
I love you.
