chocolate, weed, hands, someone teaching me something, someone playing a musical instrument. Big Block Engines...mmmmmmmm. Someone who randomly does thoughtful things for me.

someone telling me what to do, hard butter, no weed,
delusional schizoids but maybe I'm the one who is the schizophrenic psycho, Wellman talkin about my bush like it's his right, no milk for my tea, men who don't do what needs to be done.

well what can I say, I consider myself different...good or bad it's different.
I curse far too easily and far too much. I am constantly trying to figure shit out. I should have been a guy ...next life I'm coming back as a spoiled princess/prince who gets everything they want. yeaaaah! now we're talking.