mrsbilliejean

He's got that little heart placed over his real one the voice of an angel and the soul of one too brings together so many helping friendships form and love to spread That soul of his radiates out and touches those around him it's that little heart over his real one that connects us all to the man named Nick

Why am I so scared of the demons inside? I've beaten before but why do I think I won't now? Why am I so scared of trusting someone so far away with parts of me no one else knows? Why am I so scared that I'm not going to win this time? Why do I feel like this battle is going to be harder? Why is this happening once again when it was getting better!? Why am I so scared of these demons inside?

It’s hard to comprehend that it’s been nearly two years since I’ve seen your face. I’m trying to picture how it use to be and what it might look like now. But the images are fading with each day and I’m finding myself hopelessly holding onto the memories of you. I’m scared. I don’t want to feel like this. I don’t want to forget. I’m scared. I wish you were here. I feel like each day is passing and it’s getting harder and harder to remember what you were like. I’m having a hard time remembering your laugh, your smile. I wish you were here. I’m so very scared. I stopped p

There's so much to be learned as an incense burns you watch the smoke rise and begin to wonder will your life ever be that fluid? will your life ever blend in such a way? you watch the smoke rise and think will life ever be as simple? but as the stick comes to the end and the smoke blows out you remember that nothing ever lasts you remember life isn't that simple nor is it that fluid and that anything good that happens in your life will not last There's so much to be learned as an incense burns but what you learn depends on you

I realized that I loved him while I was away, learning to be an artist/actress. It took many hours of examination and experimentation with many people to realize that he was the one for me. I vowed that I would not let him get away, and that I would snatch him up when I finally went home for the holidays. Lucky for me, he split from his girlfriend over the summer and was still very much a single man. It made me laugh, silently of course, that I was about to go and seduce my high school theater teacher, during my winter break. I finished signing in and turned towards the theater, smiling as I read the text that he would be having his class in