Don’t put razor blades in the cupcakes… please!
Feelings
Do you love yourself? The way I love you?
A million moods make up my being.
Make sure to fulfill your day: nothing worse than a hollow tomorrow.
How do you feel when you stop and think? Do you have time to notice the pain?
I do not know you anymore;
you have become a stranger:
Sometimes back words is four words and forwards is backwards.
