Some people wonder about me.. some wonder why I am nice to them.. Some question my motives.. I read your blogs.. the way you felt when someone else got the love you were supposed to get. The way it just ate you up on the inside. I try to make up for that, I might not be your 1st or even considered, but what I can promise is that what you get from me is real. I have been on the other end of that way too often but it happens. All I need from you is to just believe in it, I promise to make it as enjoyable as possible. Someone will sweep you off your feet someday and you will know how it feels to be treated like the beautiful person that you are.
serial:
I would ignore you... because I get scared/shy.
nanette:
This is beautiful