and you, my friends, have kept me sane,
enjoy what i leave for you
(and no that DOES NOT mean steal my shit...i will be back eventually)
be well always
MultiColor

dear writer,I feel your soul in the consonants you choose. Whether I can sing your song or not, I like to taste your words, vibrating them in my own voice, rolling them over my tongue.dear writer,
Expression is the art I collect, and words are the paintbrush strokes and blow torches and chisels and the
pop of camera light that I feel the deepest.
If I can not sing your song, I can love your lyrics, discovering and holding them in those exquisite moments where your mind and your heart sound as one, when you blink and the world is suddenly not like it was a m

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Ihr lacht über mich weil ich anders bin
Ich lache über euch, weil ihr seit wie alle anderen
DAGallery * Kiara Black Photography
and I just keep thinking of today...
and I can't sleep and my phones being gayyyy
and wont send my texts...i think its mine this time.
what I sent was : "I love waking up because then I get to reremember that I have you"
and I meant it.
also it may arrive at like 4 in the morning so I would recommend turning your phone off.
also tomorrow night is on my mind alot. I want you. Now. like aching body thinking and shaking atm.
I wish you were online but I know your taking care of the baby...so this is how I'm saying good night. I love you and I wish you were here.
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Before I cross my heart and hope to die at all
Take off my mask and leave the lies to the liars
~The Used
...and how could i not, i love your work
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Youre mine and I want you to stay that way. The first time I kissed you it was sealed. Im giving you my best shot.
~xxEvxx
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