the red rose; mello
sweet sixteen
romantic dreamer
bipolar
cynical
an oxymoron
loves witty people
song pusher and addict
in a nutshell, nothing but sarcasm and a little glitter
lost empty hollow dark toxic like my heart took a dive like a child crying in the night like a stuffed toy with a button eye missing
warm fulfilled fuzzy inside giggly like we're high on chocolates like smiling from end to end like i've found the pot of leprechaun gold like sunshine and flowers