These months without te have been pure torture... I miss your breath on the back of my neck as we sleep.... the warm touch of your gentle embrace...the way te held me in your arms and whispered in my ear how much I mean too you.....
These doodles of Meenah. I really like her, so I was happy I could draw her and not mess her up!!! Well, at least not mess up completely. It's still a bit poopy xD
I wrote this short story, that I'm absolutly proud of, I printed it out and framed it on my bacheca and everything [i'm just kidding about framing it].