I want you to hold me And kiss me And tell me wonderful things That I cannot accept But I do anyways Because they come from your lips And you are the wonderful in my life
Originally posted on Letters from Verona:
I am not the type of person to go looking for companionship; I never found the reason for it since I enjoyed being alone. I am also rather hesitant when it comes to new relationships and being an extreme introvert, striking up a conversation with someone other than my…
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My charismatic dermatologist grinned when he told me I have Rosacea, my mom’s face fell, and I gave a sarcastic smile. Luckily it’s not so bad, really mild and it’s good it’s diagnosed early. I’m just glad I know how to treat my face now. It’s a little annoying when people assume I’m blushing because […]
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The solid white and blue brick, Three bold words guard the entrance of the stretching road fingertips split into dashes of the pedestrian walk way. From the entrance if one could walk straight through all the metal lockers, cubes of air classrooms, growing flames of personalities They would stumble into the road that wraps around […]
4 Pink Walls 