Kiss-thieving wouldn’t go on my list of gentlemanly things to do, either.You kissed me very willingly, Nemesis.Before I knew who you were, Villian.
I wish I could rewrite you out of my life But all your pages are highlighted Dog-eared and thumbed to death I can no longer read you But you are still my favorite poem
I breathe your nameHoping to fill my lungsWith more than just air
He held her shoulders and took a step back, giving her a frosty onceover,
But right now, standing in front of him, trying to make it in this cruel, real world, chase debt, and look after my father, something was better than nothing - especially something that came from him
Am a rusty barbwire, twisted together, knotted into a ball of fear.
To Brittany Danielle Christina and Jacquie Czech Martin, and to strong women everywhere. May we be them, may we raise them, may we support them.
Age is a case of mind over matter. If you don’t mind, it don’t matter (Satchel Paige)