-Proud Owner Of A Typewriter-
..::Not 100% Human::..

My are books never finished,
Because I never want them to end.
My poems plain and simple,
Because it's better to be frank.
My world an ugly whorehouse,
Because of the people who surround me.
My life up and down, spinning around,
Because I like to ride the roller coaster.
My mind a mumbling mess,
Because dear, that's the only place where I live.
  • Dancing in the rain
  • JoinedJune 9, 2013


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Bionic_Jessica Bionic_Jessica Mar 02, 2015 09:09AM
Why can't he just be here?? Or better yet, in my my bed?? 
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