"Hey there father I don't wanna bother you but I've got a sin to confess. I'm just 16 if you know what I mean, do you mind if I take off my dress."
July 2011
118 posts
I want to step outside my front door and walk. Just walk, and think, and stare at the road ahead of me showing me nothing but opportunities. Opportunities of which I could take or not take. I refuse to take life for granted. There is something more.
Hope guides me. It is what gets me through the day and especially the night. The hope that after you’re gone from my sight it will not be the last time I look upon you.
I feel like I need a tramatic experience to happen in my life. Im so tired of the same old shit and as sad as it is, I’m craving disaster.
Once you've seen a womans cum-face, you've seen her soul.
Don't bullshit the bullshitter.
