I love the word Cool I say it all the time so If I ever comment on ur work it'll allways have the word cool on it. |
Do I love him or do I not?
I've never loved any one before...
The Bullies
They'll haunt me for the rest of my life...
He is there
He just stares...
Dear diary:
The shame is there...
Your warm embrace glued me back together
Your lips soft as a feather...
Is love or beauty secretly just a figuerment of our imagininastions; do we strive to live in a world of make-be-life where we smile to proove that this is a chosen place that we are cradled in at the beggining of our lives-Why are we all smiling? |