“I wish I could hear my walls. I would love to hear the words they have to say. I love my bedroom, I always have. I've spent most of my life by myself between these 4 walls. They've seen my heart at its smallest, and the biggest, weakest, strongest, and most distraught. They've seen the emotion of my life. days of death and heartbreak, they've seen it all. Love at its sweetest and life in near death. These walls have seen my prettiest days and the whitest smiles. Perfect wings and glass whispers. These walls have also seen my ugliest days  The booming roars and livid outbursts. The most disastrous fights and the nastiest words.  The soberest days of my life as well as the ones of my dark days. I want to hear the words of my walls. The things they'd say about my first love as well as what they'd say about the first person I loved. I've been myself the most with them. The purest raw version of myself is only seen truly by them. The most vulnerable moments in my life were lived in this room. I wish I could hear my walls. I would love to hear what they have to say.”

                                                                       -hj