Mar 31, 2003 22:54
where the fuck is eve? call me, beotch! i cant go to work until i get my makeup and shoes from you.
*sigh*
may i be the one
to rip the shackles clean away?
and lead you to a place
where loneliness is tackled
with a kiss.
a kiss that has no ropes, no strings, no obligations.
i miss my james.
no strings, no ropes, no obligations...i dont owe you dont owe me.