Teenage messes,kisses and unforgettable moments.

The world spins out of control,
But we stand still together.
The truth begins to unfold,
Could we stay like this forever?
Above our head, thoughts they float,
While we pluck petals after petals.
We sang, " You love me, you love me not."
And carved our initials with metal.

:) Well well well, it's been awhile since I last wrote poems. It must be a good day.

Honestly, there's nothing to blog about! BUT, I'll show you a picture of me as a Simpson. Nicole Simpson

Pfthaha!That's me as a Simpson. Ew. It somehow reminds me of a women in a mid life crisis, how sad. Well, I got this from Chrislyn's blog and it's really interesting how they morph you.



Try it out :)