She is mean in a good way, I kinda like it. Always reading my mind but she ain't physic. I just can't let her go She's like my side kick. I love her more ever second, and **** I like it.
May each mouth That has touched yours Lead you to mine. For they have taught you The art of slow. The eager lips of young love Pale compared to Those seasoned enough To savor each movement As if it were their last meal.