I wonder how many people will not realize what this represents. Reblog if you do.
I may not be someone’s first chioce, but I am a great chioce. I may not be rich, but I am valuable. I dont pretend to be be someone I am not, because I am good at being me. I may not be proud of some of the things I’ve done in the past, but I am proud of who I am today. I may not be perfect but I dont need to be. Take me as I am, or watch me as I walk away
So I get to ride this coaster again, click click click.. higher I go…. I love the thrill… everytime I notice a different curve, a different bounce.. I never feel the same way twice….I just wish I could ride it everyday, for now now, I’ll pretend the park is only open 1 day a week, and its just for me only!
I saw him today… secretly in the wee hours of the morning…
I loved how we got past the smal mundane chit-chat.
I love the way he smells.
I love the way his scent lingers on me.
I love that we are so hot together.
I love that I can have these moments.
I hate that they are far and inbetween.
I hate the time I have to wait till the next time.
Till then I have the memories, smell everything but him.
I’m going to see my baby tomorrow…I’m so gonna love the little time we have…it’ll only make each other time better and no-one can take that away from me
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