I might be a Catholic School Girl, but if you talk dirty to me in the morning, I'd be ok with that
"When love is not madness, it is not love..." Seems like my life is madness... school...work... desperatly trying to find some self identity. Still at Ohio State University.. still a starving artist singing my blues in the shower...
Couldn't I just get paid to write poetry all day?
Stop for a moment....~breathe~
Before you enter.. trod lightly on my heart.. before you speak ...listen carefully to my soul... and before you leave.. Say goodnight, not goodbye...
The robbed that smiles steals something from the theif
