Fluffynips

You see hate is a strong emotion you learn to grow overtime. And me? I hate and despise people talking about others as if they are angels (or act like one). I am not the wrong-doer here. Yes we do not need religion to teach us that, you've said it before. I grew up as an artist; I have a mind of seven wonders, the words of a poet, and images in my head that portrays a galaxy of beauty, and even the nuances of nude art. I don't need you to understand that. Just because you grew up as a different individual doesn't give you the right to speak about others as if they are a bad person. Men put me on the pedestal, women kiss me softly on my cheeks. How much do you want to talk about others and bring them down in front of your people just so you could save yourself? I have seen the way you speak about me, honey that's one mouth you've got too. Who knew you could be a little wolf yourself. Sneaky girl. I have had enough of your fingers pointing at me, mind you that your other three fingers are pointing back at you. Maybe you could use one of them to go f yourself. Ease the tension baby. No one wants to play rough. Unless you do? ;) Judge not and you shall not be judged.

The year is ending... Time flies... I wish time would slow down for us, so I could breathe in every beautiful moment we share. Baby it's never enough.