My scattered thoughts, in a blog.
It's that I only know you this way. Like you are made of layers, but the part of you I've seen is from a whole different onion. Is that who you really are? I respect that you respect my body and that this adventure won't leave your tongue. It was dark, you couldn't see me... Continue Reading →
If you love a flower don't pick it up, because if you pick it up it dies and it ceases to be what you love. So if you love a flower, let it be. Love is not about possession. Love is about appreciation. Oshe Today it's on my mind. ♦♦♦♦♦ You kept repeating it, as if... Continue Reading →
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