emma30
Why is finding the gadget you really want so hard?! And when you are not looking for it, it is everywhere...sigh...
The cold hard casing is giving way to the slight movement of life.
Harsh. Uncompromising and without a hint of softness. No color, only hues of grey. There is a storm brewing in this teacup.
I like the people who live in books. You can make them go away just by turning the page.
I called you from a pay phone in Madrid. It was ten to twelve. I never did like Thursdays. A crow sat watching. It was the night I died.
In your arms I die a thousand times, with the night falling down around us. In the comfort of your stature I feel safe, your smile grows into a pleasurable promise of seduction.
Shooting stars are not stars at all.
As al die geld jou sakke swaar laat hang, en jou siel te koop staan op die straathoek met die regte naam, sal jy nogsteeds kan glimlag soos die eerste dag wat ek jou ontmoet het?