“Somewhere someone is thinking of you. Someone is calling you an angel. This person is using celestial colors to paint your image. Someone is making you into a vision so beautiful that it can only live in the mind. Someone is thinking of the way your breath escapes your lips when you are touched. How your eyes close and your jaw tightens with concentration as you give pleasure a home."
you Were my favorite at one point. you were a Huge part of my life. now i almost hate who youre becoming but even that im not so sure of. fire and anger solves nothing. why cant you be more mature? -_- pissed!