Mo's outlet to express her rants, raves, thoughts, and pontifications regarding current events, popular culture, and random other shit that comes to mind. "What one wishes is to be touched by truth and to be able to interpret that truth so that one may use what one is feeling and experiencing, be it despair or joy, in a way that will add meaning to one's life and will hopefully touch others as well." Michael Jackson
Sunday, January 31, 2010
You-A Poem
I forget that like. That like you so much I think I love you. Am I in love with you? I don’t know. But I just wanna be with you. Look at you. Hug you. Kiss you. Lie on your chest and talk to you. Can’t get enough of you. Every waking and sometimes sleeping moment with you. Yea, that felt good. Real good. The memories of my feeling of you.
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