Evolution is how life commutes its own death sentence
My outer child is holding my inner-adult hostage
I finally got my past, present and future correct today. I loved you. I love you. I will love you forever.
Every single moment counts. When you add them all up, they equal your life.
When my hands are cold I warm them between my thighs. Are your ears cold?
I will take care of you more than I do to my self.
LOVE when you are ready, not when you are lonely.