January 2010
15 posts
Minds, like parachutes, only work when open.
– loftinsoho
Are we human or are we dancers?
B.C. my heart belongs to you
All of these lines across my face Tell you the story of who I am So many stories of where I’ve been And how I got to where I am But these stories don’t mean anything When you’ve got no one to tell them to It’s true…I was made for you I climbed across the mountain tops Swam all across the ocean blue I crossed all the lines and I broke all the rules But baby I broke...
Ich bin prosexuell - Ich probiere alles aus.
– Samantha/SATC