A good book.
A little dark chocolate.
A glass of wine.
The ultimate "me" night....
Bad grammar; a major turn off
My dreams shall be filled with you. Filled to the brim with sweet aching desire.
I saw you lost in the crowd alone, and I ignored you until you drowned.
I try not to be a grammar nazi, but it's really hard not to be.
I love my diary. I don't wright in it everyday just when The things I feel like I can tell no one else. Or the things that I'am to embarrassed to tell anyone else. It's my way of...
You find love when you stop looking for it.
"Your trapped Spider-Man!...trapped in a gigantic bath"
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the prospect of meeting his ep friend was very exciting
Butterflies dont just happen, you know?my old dream..it will always be a part of meI’ve been there a couple of timesin dreams and dreams awakeit is the must beautiful an...
Follow the river to the bend. Upstream from there, no man ever returns. Keep going.
At the close of day, when it's dark and silent, I find myself alone......again.
The phone rang, and that means there will be greasy meal to be had soon.
Sometimes people ask me why am I not beautiful "What" I say and I'll give
them this poem
Who made you?
He made you in his image and God is perfect so God sees you...
Pull my heart strings a little at a time, making sweet music with my soul.