May 2011
33 posts
You know when you sit there crying you only make me want to laugh at you…
Pride makes us artificial and humility makes us real
i carry you in my pocket
its like a light that still shines in a small place.. just enough to carry you around I can’t have all of you so i choose to carry a little piece.. that what it means to me… enough to reach out and give a wink to and maybe hope that possibly you feel the same way too…