hi. certified book addict here. totally obsessed with all you awesome authors out there who post breath- taking stories. who knows one day I might just join you. that will probably happen when after I figure my head out and stop being a scatter brain.
well at the moment I'm loving life and trying not to be so deep and passionate and random *gasp*
and yes. I do have a horrible issue with saying the first thing that pops in my head.
and since I'm a hopeless romantic waiting for prince charming on his white horse I'm gona leave you with a poem....
Wait before I give the poem. Ladies, don't you just hate it when you see this JAW DROPPING HOT guy and then he opens his mouth and speaks and you start to feel all your hopes dreams and fantasies DISAPPEAR because of what a jerk he is to everyone. know I know what you thinking its the perfect start to a book. im sorry but I seriously don't believe in that saying that if a boys mean to you he likes you. cause that is so wrong on many different levels. anyway I'm going off track again sorry.
To walk, and pass our long love's day
thou by the indian Ganges' side
Shouldst rubies find; I by the tide
Of Humber would complain. I would
Love you ten years before the Flood
_ his coy mistress_
_Andrew Marvell_
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