joy

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i love you, i love you, and i love you.

well, your looks at least.

but, i don't wanna talk to you nor know you more, 'cos i might not like you after that. (ha!)

i just want you to look at me, hug me and kiss me, and allow me to feel that pride of being loved, especially by my longest crush. period.

(if all else fails, i know i'm still gonna meet someone better. =D)

Sasha Elisabeth Travis

my dreams
those that were and weren't
all merticuously penned