I want my cold front steps,covered in a thick layer of white, fluffy snow.I want to get the wrong coffee flavor from the women who doesn't speak engli..
We do not tire.We do not falter.We do not fail.When we are thrown to the ground,spitting blood from our mouthswith harsh broken ribs and loud clamberi..
A writer writes because she is a writer.She writes for her pain,her search for value,her temptation to lust.A writer writes because without words, the..
Leave with MeLet me run away with youAway into the oceanand dance upon the sand toome, under yourlove potion.Take me under the sununder the stars and ..
I never thought it would feel like thisthere is an unmistakable kind of terrorthat comes with the giving away of a childSome say that is a terrible wa..
Love is like falling.Maybe I've told youoncebefore.But Ican't seem to keep you from stalling,throwing rocks at my door.People think the trick is to ca..