It was body rush After body rush, intensity building. Touch me there.

And now life has become the future. Every moment of your life is lived for the future-you go to high school so you can go to college so you can get a good job so you can get nice house.

No one teaches you how to walk away from someone who you know loves you. NO one teaches you how to say good-bye.

A breeze blows up, touching my cheek like a little child's kiss. It flutters a piece of paper. "Trash, out there? Must belong to one of us." We move closer, and when I reached for it, I find...... a perfect paper airplane.

he sucked the nectar from her heart like a famished butterfly.

He did seem like a nice boy. Seeming and being are two different things.

But more importantly, you are a gift, to all who know you, whether or not they realize it. If they don't, they are blind. You have a special place in this world. All you hvae to do is find it.