» there’s love, which is much deeper, much different. It’s a thing of beauty.
Kiss me. Take my hand and stare eagerly into my eyes. Gently push me up against the wall, move in close so your body is pressed against mine. My heart flutters and my blood rushes because I know this is it, this is going to be our first kiss. My eyes say, “follow me to the ends of the earth” and all I want to do is be yours.
The Lines on our hands state that we are for Forever.
"The Lines on our hands state that we are for Forever"
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Tuesday, May 24, 2011 at 10:45 PM
there's always 2 conflicting noise
in my head.
one that tells me to go left
and the other, right.
if i choose right, i know i will get
blah blah blah.
if i choose left, i will get
so and so and so.
so which one is better?
left or right. only i can make that decision.


/stop messing with my head
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