I'm not just one flavor. You're not either. So it all comes down to which 'you' you want to show the world.
I stare at Hans. Hans is shaped like an industrial-sized refrigerator. His hands are like cinder blocks. He should not be afraid of a little thing like the ocean.
It's all me. I'm not just one flavor. You're not, either. So it all comes down to which 'you' you want to show the world.
