I miss my Sarah, the way she glows after Yoga, the beautiful depths I see in her eyes – oh, my Sarah. You are an angel, your mind is plastic and your outfits fantastic. The sun behind your curly blonde brown hair, what a sight to behold. I want to swim in your waters, the waters of your tropical blue eyes; I want to float around in your mind, looking all about to see what we find. If you trip ill catch you, and if you slip I’ll grab you, because, babycakes, humans are supposed to be tight like pancakes, too.
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I'm a man who is trying to improve the world. I know this is an arduous task, however, broken down logically it isn't so complicated. The world is made up of individual humans. Change a human, change a part of the world. Start with yourself. View all posts by Lao Tzu