Bobarded and cornered by a blue eyed adonis I have memories of his warmth and fiery locks he possessed the essence and power, alike most jocks at this stage I'm unssure how to feel uneasy not knowing what is real wanting to just go on with the flow glancing in the mirror, being reminded of this everlasting glow and just when I really pretend that it never happend his scent then ascends his embodiment to me like memory foam my soul had a feeling of being home how much is too much to allow him to see how long before I know if we'll be we how much is too much to let him know could it be genuine or is it for show I then think about this tumultuous ride I'm taking maybe I'm not the only one who is shaken could he be questioning himself the same or is this just a theory of protection, how lame but still I'd like to ponder this thought and is communication how this answer is sought maybe only time can tell if this feeling and situation will turn out well
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