She's apart of my life, but not like I want her to be. I miss how things were in the beginning. I guess I need to move on, but that would make life so much easier and that's no fun, right?


EveningsWe spend our evenings getting to know each other's bodies: outlines, inside. Minty lips, I wantEvenings
to map you out, write you down. I'll take all detours, headed South. Press yourself against me. It doesn't have to be forever, but I can love you. And I can tell you you're beautiful and hope you'll believe me. We spend our evenings lying around, exchanging smiles. For now, it's everything.
i read your journal and i pretty much feel the exact same way about a girl
it's rough
(but you could probably tell that from my devitation, lol)
hope you don't mind if i stalk...erm, watch you
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Everything becomes a pleasure if one does it too often
~Oscar Wilde
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a friend would lend u her umbrella in the rain
a best friend would take urs and say "Run bitch run!"
I'm the kind of girl that when my feet hit the floor in the morning the devil says "oh crap she's up."
Sometimes sin's a pleasure, and pleasure's a sin
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I think I finally found you.
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There's a reason that little guy looks so oblivious.
My blog: [link]
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Coolest f-word ever deserves a fucking shout! I mean, why can't all decent men and women call themselves feminists out of respect for those who fought for this? -Ani DiFranco
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« The man who trades freedom for security does not deserve nor will he ever receive either. » Benjamin Franklin
DA History: [link] [link]
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and thankye for the fave,
its muchly appreciated!
: )
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Just look at me, and don't lie to me about what you see.
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