Loving you was like jumping into the dark side of a pool, and drowning.
~ Lori Jenessa Nelson
Being alone is better than being your whore.
Dear Lover,Your laughter is warm rain, and you are the rainbow.
...but beautiful mosaics are made of broken pieces.
All of my insecuritiesshine in the dark.
Pina colada kisses and cocaine nipsnever lie, swear to me that this feeling is real.
Dear Lover...you are the only man, who never hurt me, but broke my heart.
I wanted you mine. I wanted me yours.
You will be my souvenir in American summer,when all I can think about are Parisian springs.
You cannot deny the struggle, the struggle denies you.