» 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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Wednesday, October 17, 2012 at 9:18 AM
nothing in life is made/done to perfection.
you, me, everyone.
we must know when to say "stop, its enough"
and not delve deeper.
but how many of us can actually truly put a stop to things.

i'm not the cream of the crop.
not the finest of my species.
my inability to restrict myself will be the bane of my existence.
one day, just one day.
it will come back and haunt me.


/deep intentions.
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