"Your music is so very beautiful.
I want to feel you creep inside me.
The warmth of a kiss beneath my very skin
I want to experience the taste of dark berry nectar,
the seed of life.
The phone just won’t suffice no more
My imagination is filled and my cup runneth over…
If you feel the same for me, the way I feel for you, I’ll rush over.
There’s no need to be alone; my want for you is rushing over.
Patiently I wait for an invitation and I often try to imagine,
Where you’re no more than a voice on my telephone
that I find myself rushing home to.
Your voice makes me wanna do things I’m much to shy to say.
You leave me to question…”
- Meshell Ndegeocello, from Marcus Miller’s “Rush Over”
And then a lady walked up and told me that she’s usually good with faces and she recognized me from The Man Store. She was telling me how much she enjoyed the show and welcomed me to the company.
I feel better about today now.
But, on the contrary, I love how we’ve started calling each other kings and queens.
It’s so cute.
"you’re so attractive,why are you single?"
i have the answer to that question.
See,we’re the awkward hotties.
The dysfunctional babes.
The adolescents who had to grow into their looks,
the ones who puberty was good too.
We never had time to develop our social skills
boys had the sexual convos with the girls who developed
We were the bookworms,the tomboys and the outcasts.
Now we’re older and gorgeous but we still have “that” mentality
so when people give us attention its like
“is this a joke?”
“umm thank you?”
“go away please”
So,give us time or better yet,buy us pizza,give us access to your netflix account and good conversation.
Maybe we can solve this “single” thing after all