He is his artwork. He is totally amazing and I think I like him. His smile, his words. He makes me smile, he makes me blush. I kinda wonder how I could open up to him so freely, so easily, so perfectly. He is everything, I am not. He can cover what I cannot in his art. His words are so sweet and his hugs are so gentle. I would oh so love, to feel how he touches me, just because his hands create such beautiful things. I wish, he would like me like I like him.
-Jessie James
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This isn't flying. This is falling. In style.
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Do not follow where the path may lead. Go instead where there is no path and leave a trail. ~Muriel Strode
Jesus Christ is my Lord and Savior.
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