i want
to respect everyones opinions
but some peoples opinions r just füćking ridiculous
but some peoples opinions r just füćking ridiculous
Here comes this chill,
When you walk into the room,
You're more than human,
More than human..
Once I couldn't fall asleep so I wrote instead:
My bed is hot. Turning from one side
to the other in hope of a cold embrace, but only to find it as
heated up as it was when I decided to turn over. This heat.
Buried in it, you slowly become it. My bed and I are in a state
that, if this night is given some more hours, comes close to
ignition. This heat. And the turning and the moving won't
bring me the breeze I have been wishing for. This heat. Too
comfortable to be comfortable. This too-comfortable heat. For you
it is simple: You can not sleep in benevolent, motherly warmth
without a cool chill. And for me it is simple: I long for the
chill.
Everytime I see her.... A chill runs up my
spine..
All of us girls know that
one annoying guy constantly asking "So when we gone
chill?"
