Dear My heart,
I'm sorry that mean boy broke you again...

Whats the point of hiding your feelings if you both feel the same way?

&& The good things are worth sitting and waiting for.

Ohh && what I would do,
just to get next to you.

Little Black Rivers on my face.
Little Red Rivers on my arm.
But these days i cant tell the difference cause they both can kill.

I live for the moments that i'll never rember with the chicks and dudes i'll never forget