KirstenLuttrell

When most people see someone doing some in a different way that they do that same thing they typically say "Their doing that the wrong way". But if you take a step back and look at the world in a third persons point of view is there really such a thing as the 'right" way to do something? I mean, just because you find away to do something doesn't mean that there isn't another way of doing the exact same thing you just did and it doesn't mean that the way you did it is the "right" way. For example, here in the U.S. we think of arranged marriage is weird and its not the "right" way to get married. But if you go over to India, to them, arranged m

It's simply not your fault darlin'. It is for I who is to blame for this misfortune. For I will have to find the path, In which it leads me to the past? No, no, not to worry, I have the faith, To keep on going. So for now don't be sorry, Just look over there, for the sky is starry.

Honey, don't be sorry, All it does it bring up worry. I've come this far, Not just to be a bard. I'll be fine, In a matter of time. Living life, In my own paradise.

Oh honey, I'll be fine, Don't let your little worried mind, Keep you from living your life, For not too long you'll be somebody's wife, It is for I who is unsure, For I have never known no more, I may keep this burden with me, Until my mind can finally be, In peace by the one who is, Surly to be the one I miss. Would it be you that makes me this way, For I would forever find my bae.

Why do you have to be this way? Can't you tell I'm bad? I might have been born in May, But that doesn't mean I'm mad. Is it what they say, Or the way I talk? One word and I'll be on my way, Never looking back on my walk. Head held low, Heart into pieces. If it is to be so, No one will blow kisses.

Why must you have no heart? Does it look like I'm a bart? For it is I, Your only child, A gay of thy, Just fighting for a mile. Why don't you love me any more? It's not like am a whore. Just because I like girls, Doesn't mean it should make you hurl.

People like you don't go far, People like you are full of tar, People like you are never enough, People like you are always rough, People like you make the world sick, People like you never get picked.       People like you...

Beauty isn't just someone's face, Beauty isn't just in a case, Beauty is love, Beauty is a dove, Beauty is in anything, Beauty is everything.

You may have huge thighs, You may be a big size, You may have short hair, You may be rare, You may be stupid, You may even be Cupid, You may not feel loved, But you are NOT ugly.

I'm always right there, Can you even bear, The closeness I feel to you? Or do you think it's poo? Maybe you feel sorry for me, Maybe you feel like I don't set you free, Either way I love you, Do you love me too? Or should I just up and leave, So you can call Steve? I don't understand why you don't say holla, Am I really that big of a bother?