ka'aina
He’s like a quiet storm. He’s got a brain full of ideas but thinks they’re trash. He’s got a heart full of love but a brain full of doubt. He’s the kind of guy who’ll laugh at your jokes but cry in the shower.
He sat quietly for hours, then exploded with a rant about how he was the worst singer ever.
He wrote a whole song, then said it was the worst thing he ever did.
He cried in the shower but laughed at my dumb jokes.