Oh and I noticed a while ago that there's a spelling error in my last journal entry, but I've left it there as punishment to myself for not catching it earlier.


Her Hands Are So ColdShes so close now, whispering softly in your ear Youre crying so hard its become difficult to breathe Each sob makes your battered body shake and you fear that you might throw upHer Hands Are So Cold
Her hands are cold as they stroke your hair and wipe away your tears You wish she would stop touching you but are too afraid to say anything
You're frightened of what she might do to you if you try to push her away
She says that this is all your fault
You realize that shes probably right
You slowly quiet down as she talks
Her voice soothes you in a way that her hands
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My lips love you...platonically of course. ^_^
I hope, you`ll come to visit my gallery again
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My lips love you...platonically of course. ^_^
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"You can't fail if you never give up."
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My lips love you...platonically of course. ^_^
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If god is inside us, then I hope he likes fajita's, cause that's what he's getting.
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My lips love you...platonically of course. ^_^
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The dream was always running ahead of me. To catch up, to live for a moment in unison with it, that was the miracle. (Anais Nin)
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