you knock at my door, knock at my heart
and I long to open the door, open my heart
you told me that I looked beautiful (not that I was beautiful)
and my heart beat quickened but I didn’t believe your words
how I wish that your hear beat quickened when you say those words
- rlc said that i should stick up for my self, not let people use me, not hang around druggie people
- now i’m doubting nice things i was planning to do (ie roll with y’all thank you card)
- But then I saw this quote that ‘DreamGirl’ posted on ‘Miss A’s’ fb wall:
Gratitude is the wine for the soul.
Go on.Get drunk.
so 4/20 was a bust
lots of food for thought though
that awkward moment when you realize that you’ve been deleted from the dance team fb group
"There are times when the simple dignity of movement can fulfill the function of a volume of words."— Doris Humphrey (via natya)
…I want a life that gives me you on a Sunday morning with nothing to do but feel you next to me.
So, tomorrow is Sunday and my bed is empty. What I’m saying is this: there is a space for you here in my heart, between my sheets, against my mouth, if you’ll take it." — (via stineski)