the more time i spend with you the more i feel pressured to share secrets i never wanted to share with you. there was never a time when everyone was happy. most people have to be asked a question just to know what to talk about. you are probably one of those people. she drinks Angel Milk and puts Hollywood on her toothbrush. she is a mermaid. You’d get lost walking thru the hallways of my mind. don’t change who you are for someone that doesn’t know who they are. i talk my shit on twitter and they unfollow me. i talk my shit in the club and they want to follow me home. have i failed at showing you growth. the windmill of your mind lets me know the nearness of you. i guess they really want me to do this again. life is a game of hide and seek, most of us never find ourselves because most of us never realize we are lost.