“ And that is the nature of us poets and whores, to make things hard: dicks, choices... life. ”
I am a world of uncertainties disguised as a girl.
~ Nicole Lyons
I hope that someday when I am gone, someone, somewhere, picks my soul up off of these pages and thinks, I would have loved her.
She will blaze through you like a gypsy wildfire. Igniting you soul and dancing in its flames. And when she is gone, the smell of her smoke will be the only thing left to soothe you.
She's an old soul with young eyes, a vintage heart, and a beautiful mind.
