Not a Monet... Can’t repeat never the same scene nigh will
Burning the midnight oil needs one gasoline Standing tall waiting for you with my feathers
I just want to get back let me
I really am happy I know what I want & where I want to go Never have I thought that before,,,
I starred into the black fiery depths of hell the flame was glowing from behind their walls and the smoke rose from above
I need to sleep I need your bed My bed? Hurts my back Wrenching pain?
I’m all about the kill chase them hard when they’re
2 sticks that couldn’t rub without a match my hearts empty
tonight I put myself into Christmas jail... I mean lately I’ve put myself
I gave it up first I’m getting off I wouldn’t
Guy - Scorpio tattoo, birth sign?
Wrapped in your web I fight to be free Spinning is it you or is it me maybe it’s my sneakers
Spinning... my stomach was turning laps like some careful swimmers waves flowed over my face trying to swallow I used my arm to shove them away
Amazing Lover My Lover So sweet Tasty So sexy
Adaptation, Products of our Environment thats where it is what makes us familiar different, unless
