“You’re fat.”

Well I can’t help that after I fuck your mom, sister and grandmother that they all make me a sandwich.

Update: He logged on and is okay.

He hasn’t messaged me but that is okay. I can finally breathe I’ve been worried he got sick again. Least now he’s know he’s alright.

Now I have to pick myself back up and move forward. The only option for me :)

Take a chance, it just might get you somewhere amazing.

Here we stand
roof top between
as i look through
i see an angel
with the smille to ligth my world
could i freeze every single second
i would..
if i could i would be the air she breaths
make myself the winds
that she drives through
guide until the heavens
the golden harbour
defy eternity
to stand by me
for good and bad
health and disease
poor and richness
entwined by the gaze of her eyes..
step by step
fall and rise up..
fears and joys..
unhesitatingly i give all that i am
cause this angel i see
she's perfection too me..
and if she doesnt belive
i would say the world
she's like she is
unique like her actions
daring like her persistence
faulty as her disenchantment
still i would not blink
and writte along the stars
angel i love thee

31/03/2011

yeap...used to be romantic :)