Love
Something delicious
Something sweet
Sometimes promiscuous
Not at all tidy or neat
When you feel it
You know what it is
Your heart, falling, falling
Beating faster, faster
Your head, spinning, spinning
Who would have thought
One person
Could make you feel this way
"Come as you are, as you were. As I want you to be. As a friend, as a friend. As an old enemy." -Nirvana
Hands
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- creative writings (81)
- Dear Reader (1)
- dear shrink (2)
- dreams (2)
- grafitti from facebook (4)
- links (1)
- make up (8)
- music (10)
- photos (5)
- questions (1)
- Quote of the Day (3)
- RIP (1)
- thoughts (35)
- wishlist (2)
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