photo and poem.
sitting shivering from head to feet,
but i can't help but feel your arms you never wrapped around me,
and I can't help but lick my lips,
and think of yours, that i never ever kissed.
i can''t help but remember all the times you never ever smiled at me,
and the way those brown eyes burn red,
i can't help but remember every single time you told me you loved me,
let's just say it's the same number of times i've been dead...
today was wonderful.
# of times i watched moulin rouge....
4
haha i'm a dork.
i love ellen kyger moscov... i don't owe her a single cookie though and she knows it.
my life is boring.
x0x deanna marie
i love him..
like full on butterflies crush,
i used to love blue eyes..
but his brown eyes put blue to shame.
he just makes me feel so happy.. it's insane how i feel when i'm around him..
yanno.
like that stupid crush you had on that cute boy in your class in 2nd grade..
multiplied by a million.
and he makes it worse.
by being so amazing.
he remembered i love rainbow sherbet..
how can you not love someone who remembers stuff like that?