"Take it! Just take it!" I demanded in annoyance, springing my whole body out as I tackled Harry from behind. "For the tenth time I don't want your stupid virginity!"
"Don't make homes out of people. This will leave you homesick and sad, missing arms that cannot hold roofs, hearts with shaky foundations." I made a home out of him. He was where I curled up and cried. He was where I felt most comfortable. He was where no makeup was worn. He was my foundation. He built me up, but I ne...
I'm just trying to do what's right, but that usually doesn't work out for me, does it? typical shit. - Jules
Sequel to Cliché. In which two familiar people never really want whatever relationship they have left to end. And the other younger two don't know how to start.
My father told me that home is where the heart is. Home is where God is. Home is where love thrives.. He also told me to protect my home. To never let these niggas knock me. To take care of my sister and mother. To be myself. To be better than good enough. To carry myself as a king because I'm next in line to be such...