Are you in that mood yet? April 7, 2009. Yessenia said i was fuirty because i brought this wallet and carried this bag together. Michael kors and marc jacobs. It could all be simple. Loving you is like a battle. We both end up with scars. Tell me who i have to be. Cause no one loves you more than me. Is this just a silly game.

Despite it being blunt wraps or curvy women. There would always be sweet air around me, or crushed linens under me. Where she pinned me down so luckily. And I would think of how we could never be. How I would want us, but those types of women among us. Never had the strength to stay around past one month. Which has in turn scarred my feelings about relationships.

Friday, January 22, 2010. Can you read the unwritten lines as they seep my skin? Can you comprehend the verbal silence before they disperse from my pen? Please allow me to moment to lend. The faults, the fear, the hurt, the torture, the faith, the hope. Of my inner most plies. Take here my cries of ties night and night. For you to adequately soothe me.