 Friends         | So, what's my story? I don't know. It's long and twisted and not quite finished yet. I am a work in progress; but it’s only time, it’s abstract if you really think about it. Her smile can be such a liar, but her eyes haven't told one yet.  sexc_bebe: 14 hours ago • Report • Link  1 sexc_bebe: I believe sex isn't the most intimate thing; conversation is. If I give you my body, I can take it back. But if I give you my thoughts, you walk away with a real piece of me. You walk away with what's under my skin. You walk away with what I am intimate with myself about.  secretwhisper: I think this is true because we all have our own perception Based on our own beliefs We often see things in others that we hold in ourselves but don’t acknowledge secretwhisper in reply to secretwhisper: There is a saying that Its none of my business what others think of me Let them think and say what they want You know the truth  sexc_bebe: I just want something I can never have You always were the one to show me how Back then I couldn't do the things that I can do now This thing is slowly taking me apart Grey would be the color if I had a heart Come on and tell me! You make this all go away You make this all go away I'm down to just one thing And I'm starting to scare myself sexc_bebe: Sometimes she gets lost in the dark side of her mind, She'll stay for awhile, but her soul is made of light. She'll plant some flowers, draw the curtains away, She'll make this too, a bright place to stay. |
