I write not because I think I'm good at it but because it is my way of life, my art and expression.
Monday, August 31, 2009
I only completely adore Sven Bianchi. Disarming, tall, good looking, resourceful, smooth without trying too hard. In real life, he'd be the epitome of every guy that was ever so wrong for me.
I have a grand plan, I'm on my way walking along the yellow brick road, I meet great friends that come and go along the way. And then I realised, having Toto (the dog not the lottery) by my side only makes it better but the journey is mine and mine alone.
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