Obsessive compulsive, grammar conscious twenty-five year old makeup artist, cupcake connoisseur & vocabulary junkie from Jersey

Thursday, September 15, 2011

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.

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