I want to know living love. And I don't want to wait for it.
Coyotes hunt in packs, and so do assholes.
God i've missed you. I can't wait to give you your present. He kisses me hotter this time, and beneath me, through his denim and mine. I can feel the promise of his Christmas gift soon to come.
How could I share the way my heart was breaking when my confessor didn’t believe
What's the point of being a hero when everyone thinks you're a villain?
Perfect? How can you define a word without concrete meaning?