Bio

I am 22 I attend a 4 yr university. I am a Psychology major, Sociology minor and I Love God. I am Unknown, weird, sane(most of the time lol), funny, smart, cool, crazy and lovable!
A man, no matter what

A man, no matter what

The Grow Up

As you grow the heart grows and you become more or less mature, but you learn as the process goes along. Things may seem to change, people go astray, and we all someway somehow get closer to God. As we grow older our lives may take the toll on another, children, wives, and mothers. Life takes us through hurdles and we have ups and downs. People become educated others clowns trying to gain pity for their ups and downs. Growing up for some does not happen immediately or as how they had hoped. but when it does you will know you will see it for God will place it for show. Maybe one-day the mind and the heart rather than the eyes and the heart will have eloped!

Done with the first two. Now i just need the third one

Done with the first two. Now i just need the third one

I cry about a billion tears…

Love Me

Sounds of you trigger my my brain waves

Scents of you never fade

Cold nights made warm

the fire I get by a touch

Wonderful daydream underneath a Peach tree

aromas of food to lock you in, indeed

a grin, shake, shiver LOL

Oh baby you Deliver

Nights seem forever long never-ending

Days made by actions of your heart

I could lay with you for hours not a care in the world

a song reminds me of the chemistry and sex drive we share 

2 years 730 days 17,570 hours 1,051,200 of pure pleasure and food

The brightest, juiciest, sweetest strawberries remind me of you

Seeing me in the sun, I love you too

acting like children, living like careless teens and being the adults we should be

A perfect replica of you just would not

Baby I could not even imagine life without the imperfectly perfect you!

Love Me Not

Hurt and pain

No gain

Lost time and memories 

Burning bridges and ruined endings

The pain hunting me from your shirt

minds like a tape recorder over and over again it goes

730 days, 17,520 hours , 1,051,200 minutes of lies, deceit, and tragedy

Blame the liquor

the depression well so-called

Blame me or blame the voice in your head

The nights were young

The days were long

After hours for you irritated me

Your hands do not feel like your hands

 as I am touched the warmness is gone

What went from one is none

The coldness of your voice freezes me deep

but I gained a fire of hatred that is keeping you away from me!