i want to love. i want to be loved. i will be more direct than i used to be, because there is something that broke in my passive ways. i don't classify myself as passive anymore. time is too short for that. please realize that even though i claim a christian pursuit, i am far from living this faith how i should be. i gravitate to genuine people in all walks of life.on the lighter side of me: i hate my cuticles; i always make my coffee too strong; i like change of environment to keep me inspired and in creative mode; if i am in the house all day, i feel trapped; red is the best color; i want my friends to be at peace in life; love omelets and sushi;soy latte is my drink- seriously; i start a book and rarely finish it, unless it's a poetry book; i text message too much; i like to have a drink or 1; i daydream day and night
The beginning.
The beginning of.
The beginning of human kind.This life is more than subtle.
It’s burning on my skin.
A frail encounter showing what existed.I’m done, from feeling like this.
You’ve won another fatal devotion.I need somebody to understand.
Come and visit me in my empty room.
Will you please come inside and visit me in my empty room?
