Walls coming down.

The sweetest thing I ever known,
Was like a kiss on the collarbone
Soft caress of happiness
The way you walk, your style of dress.

I wish I didn't get so weak.
Ooh baby, just to hear you speak.

My sleeping patterns are absolutely nonexistent. I think Vegas has taught me to go long periods of time with little sleep. &Thus, my waking up at the asscrack of dawn to get home & get ready for work is seemingly effortless. We'll see how long until I burn out?


PS. He makes it a point to call me beautiful everyday.

We all have our own demons, vices, skeletons in the closet, baggage. I hope you're ready for mine.

.. Or not =P

I always associate September with new beginnings. (Even if I graduated two years ago.) Trying this blogging thing again. Coming back from a ten day vacation put a multitude of things into perspective. One being the fact that I had become complacent in the past couple months.