this is a very mature if ur not 18 please don't read it.




once you got to school  you set your stuff down,
we start to walk to the trail that we’ve been going to for days now. when we get there we head so far back on it no one can see us.
once we get that far we stop at our spot
and i start kissing you.
as i’m kissing you i start to undo your pants
and put my hands down your pants,
and into you little sweet spot.
then i started to stroke your little tickle spot
till i had you wiggling on my finger,
and begging me to fill you..
then as i was kissing you
i felt you starting to undo my belt
so i undid my belt and pants
and let myself free.
then i put myself at the entrance to your heaven
and slowly pushed my way inside of you.
i slowly pull myself out and
take the slow ride back in
till i have you begging
me to go faster and as deep as i can.

I would

take a bullet for you
to save you

fall off a building for you
retrieving your dearest possession

steal something for you
if you wanted it enough

never talk you to again
if it meant your safety

do all these things
even when I know you wouldn't do the same for me

I’ve always loved you
even had not i met you
love you i would still
not ever to forget you
desired i have to be real
to quench mine hearts fire
love for you always still

**** I love him..
I don't want to lose him ever.
If I do lose him I don't know what I would do..

The first punch has been thrown.
Right to the heart.
Second punch..
Right to the soul.
Third punch.
Right to the mind.
Always to the mind..
Always to the heart..
And always to the soul..
Why is it when they throw a punch they make it towards the heart?
Why is it that when they start something they never finish you off?
All it takes is one more punch.
One more and you're done for..