| To a beautiful boy... |
Oct 5th, 2007 4:37:08 pm - Subscribe |
| Dear beautiful boy, I don't know what you do to me. You make me feel like I am drunk, but not quite sure on what. This is to the bitterflies and the fireworks. It's to the intensity in your eyes. You're Feirce and beautiful like only lightening during a storm could be. Let the warmth of your breath fall on the back of my neck, let me wrap in the warmth of your cashmere touch and feel you're body form agianst mine. You're everything I hate because you are just like me in so many ways. But I love it all the same. It's the way you tease me, and touch me. It's the way you kiss me and pull me in with those eyes. Eyes that give nothing away but are able to send chills down my spine. Seeing right through me and reading everything I am. Be as intense as you want but please be nice don't break me down agian. Love, Vulnerable girl. |
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| mood: vulnerable |
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| vihang |
October 08th, 2007 |
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| Hi, felt nice to see your comment on my blog. I would like to know more about you. Sorry I had to message you in the comments column...I could not find any other way to communicate with you :-) |
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