What can I say?
I love toes and bullet-holes.
and of course...
I am the Queen of Awesomeness.
The Last Letter to my First LoveDear M,The Last Letter to my First Love by MySocksRock
I had a breakthrough! I was thinking about how you said what we had was unreal, and how most of my relationships felt that way. Maybe not as much as you and I, but a little bit.
It’s good, I thought about this because I’ve been really confused since last night. I was talking to Tim (he always confuses me doesn’t he?” We were talking about me wanting to move back home. He said that all he wants is to hold me and kiss me. That is a rare thing for Tim to say. Usually Tim and I argue because he is all about sex and I am not. He told me that he wont even touch himself ever again. He said only me, that is what he is waiting for and he will
Two RiversSometimes two different things can be from two faraway places and still somehow find a way to join together. Beginning existence in one place, and enduring all the twists and turns and falls until finally merging with another and starting it all over again from there.Two Rivers by MySocksRock
I remember that boy I met on the beach all those years ago, his wavy black hair matching his dark penetrating stare. We walked together in the sand, two shy teenagers holding hands. You were so different from any man I had ever known. You were different from my father the cheater, different from my neighbor the child molester, different from my first and only boyfriend before you. I knew the first time I looked in your eyes that you would never do the things that they did to me. I knew you wouldn’t hurt me like they did.
Those were the days I let myself imagine the future. I let myself hope. The boy next door, the high school football star, the man