Hey there.....Also it seems that sometimes you look back on the things you've written and realise that they sound corny.
peace out
xx
a little somthing for you...I feel as if I know you lots or maybe just a little. But I don’t care if you think I’m crazy, because I was told… that God created you when he was making perfection. However, now I know that no poem can ever do you justice, even Shakespeare would have failed.a little somthing for you...
And like a picture paints a thousand words, you too of kindness, cuteness and of sweetness… Now take my hand, let us dance… to our own rhythm…forget the world.
love hands
Confused
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How can I expect people to understand me if I even can't understand myself..
I dare you to click this---> [link]
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The lights are quickly fading , like stars falling out of my sky .
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How can I expect people to understand me if I even can't understand myself..
I dare you to click this---> [link]
get comments back etc
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