KissesHis soft lips.More Like This
His warm grasp.
Hands wrapping around my waist
As we lock together.
Trapped in such a blissful moment.
My knees go weak
As I wrap my arms gently around him.
His hand on my cheek
As our lips slowly part.
Our gazes meet
And my body melts into his arms.
I have met my match.
I am in love.
Best friendYeah, your white and I'm PakistaniMore Like This
your Gothic, I'm Ghetto
you like white boys, I like black boys
you like tattoos and piercings, I like chains and bling bling
I like writing, you like reading
you like smoking I like drinking
you listen to old rock, I listen to 2pac
your too shy, yet I'm loud
We come from 2 different places
yet we are best friends.
Our friendship is stronger then anyone's
i love ya so much and I'm always here
Year 8As per tradition, I missed my staff anniversary last month again. I've been working for deviantART for 7 years now! That's a really long time, but looking back, it doesn't feel that long in memory. But I have a neat highlight reel in my mind of everything I deem significant - times that felt good and times that didn't feel good. In this regard, I don't think of all the happenings in all these years as good and bad or right or wrong, at least not anymore. When you are part of a place like deviantART, you ideally throw such small thinking out the window in order to be able to appreciate this place as fully as possible. When you work for deviantART, you really just have to do that in order to be and do your best for this space and its inhabitants and I like to think that I have managed that over the years. It feels good to look at a situation and be able to look at it from different angles. That's a very important thing. I learn of and think about new perspectives every week and whiMore Like This