we don't even realize how quick like a sharp breath, a lunge in the ocean, a ***** of a needle, a shot of lightening, is how fast our lives boil with our deeds
suppose you've done all that you've wanted, but are you ready to go to sleep?
I miss grenadine yearly on the newt yet here with Shultz a moon in Jupiter that everyone slept their keen to surface now with brown as beans with the syrup are ready this flight
Teenage love is just so fake. Holding you hand, faking that I love you, taking you to a dance, eating lunch with you. I think that now, I am ready for the real thing. For someone to say that they love me and for them to really mean it with all of their heart.
