Teach. Sing. Write. Fly. Dive. Rave.

I'm not the girl your mom warned you about, her imagination was never this good.

Work for pasta and ice cream and also makes pasta and ice cream work for me.

I fear everyday that i will get hurt but i guess as im forced to live one day at a time.. I cant help feeling myself falling deeper and deeper..

I went pass the stages of accepting u.. I already done that

Im in the stage of transforming to fit nicely with u...

But then i start questioning. Is it worth it? Im fighting my life on the line. My heart which leads to my very existance is at stake.

Im giving it my all

Ive loved listened and been there for u all the time

Which part of this ain commendable?

which is insufficient?

when its my all.

Im sure its enough

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