and warm my egg bebehs!
cuz I want me some bebehs!


I love you, ________Dear __________,I love you, ________
I'm amazed that you haven't noticed yet. I thought you were so perceptive, and I know that I've only made this so obvious. Yet still you do not see what is basically slapping you in the face.
Or maybe you do see, and you simply wish you didn't. Maybe you've known all along. Maybe you knew even before I did. Is this not something you wish to acknowledge? Do you see me as insignificant and unworthy of your attention, and so you deny my existence as well as my affection. Or am I simply over-analyzing this?
I have so many questions for you, my dear. So many, I can't seem to keep t


Wallflowery OblivionThe world is constantly surprising me. I am amazed that anyoneWallflowery Oblivion
ever remembers my name. That I am even recognizable to those I never speak to. Every day I am amazed even more. Amazed
anyone even remembers that I exist. Amazing isnt it?
You would think that in my current state of non-existence that my
life would slow down, grow quiet. But it doesnt. Instead, with each
day that goes by, while I pass even more into quiet wallfloweriness,
the world gets louder, busier. Responsibilities grow heavier.
You would think that as a non-existent wallflower that


DaydreamsYou say that you love me.Daydreams
I lean into you, and you wrap your arms around me,
holding me to you in your lap like a precious child.
Your hand finds my hair and your thumb slowly starts
to stroke my cheek. You plant a gentle kiss to my temple.
Is this what it feels like to be loved?
This warm glowing feeling?
I dont know. I never have.
As the daydream ends, I wonder
Will love ever get around to finding me?


several confessions.i. I admit that sometimes I want you.several confessions.
ii. I admit that sometimes I watch you from the corner of my eye, watch you to make sure you are watching me as I smile at someone else. I laugh effortlessly, stretch, sweep back my hair, and hope that to you it looks real.
On days like this, every movement I make is calculated, designed to taunt you. On days like this I am weak, worthless, easily conquered--one touch, one glance would ruin me. And then I look at you again and want to be conquered.
iii. I admit that you make me breathe faster. My lungs respond to your nearness with panic because to
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