My favorite part about this page is the way these llamas break free from honeymoon avenue. They seem to be lovin it, but why try to focus on them when they're greedy and make bad decisions? I adore them but at the same time I don't care. I have only one reason for doing so, to become a dangerous woman! I once found a jellyfish swimming side to side in the ocean. I tried to reach out and touch it, but then suddenly it disappeared from view. It turns out the jellyfish was right there the entire time, and it had tricked me! "Oh my, everything I know is a lieeee," I thought to myself. The jellyfish got bored and eventually decided to leave me lonely. If I got to see it one last time I would've said "You don't know me, you'll never know me." But I guess some things are just better left unsaid. At least it didn't sting me, I definitely wouldn't be alright if that happened. Sometimes I start daydreamin about playing a piano on the roof of a building, surrounded by moonlight. But the problem is, how would anyone get a piano to the roof in the first place? (I should do some research on that) But still, it would be super cool. I'd play it every day, over and over again, starting with a quick warm up intro. In my mind I picture the piano to be grand but somewhat old, it still sounds amazing but has definitely seen better days.