You can't appreciate a great day unless you've experienced bad ones." - Rabbi Glassman

Music is my drug, the one thing that makes me numb.

I believe in lust at first sight.And attraction.But not love.

Does she realize she looks like a sunflower, ready to rain sunlight on all who look down upon her?

I've spent so much time avoiding arguments and smoothing relationships with the people around me, this confrontation is painful.

Nobody really knows her Except the chosen few Her secrets are kept hidden Behind that sun-kissed hue. If I reach out to touch her She’ll just run away My Forever and Always Will have to wait another day.

Want to get in trouble with me, Carlos?