4.23.2009

about me . .

ipray to God abt everythinq
iwish that i was happy
ilove God myself weezy &+ money
idont discriminate
ihate everyone
iwant peace &+ fa everyone to recycle
iqet money
idream of jeanie
iwill be successful happy and rich !
iam brianna .

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its looks like its about to storm for hours .
the sky is a beautiful eerie dark qray
he walks me to my door step hand in hand enjoyinq the silence .
I turn to face him .
we look at each and smile .
he whispers sweet nothinqs to me; I qiqqle silently .
before I know it our lips meet & part toqether .
our warm moist tonques caress each other .
it felt like a tinqlinq sensation of hot passionate love explodinq between us that everyone could feel .
eventually we made up to my bedroom
we didn't have sex
we didn't fuck
we made love
til it made my heart hurt .
in the best way I couldn't even imaqine .
I heard waves & thunder crashinq all at the same time
I knew from that moment on sex would never be the same .
then I woke up .
and quietly cried .