...in my boxers...
|Where does ignoring truth leave us? In stagnation and regression. Seeing the truth, about ourselves and the world around us, helps us improve, helps us change (hopefully for the better), and in the end, we're better of for it. It's painful, but... no pain no gain, to use a phrase not always true.
On to the poem... can I get "I love it in French or Spanish" someone? In English it is getting old. *sigh* I did. For someone to love you only for your tits and ass is to not know the real you, and your many layers.
As to why the girl with so many
is left so alone
Too true. No one takes the time to truely get to know anyone... even though they are crying out for someone to do so with them.
"My body is merely the canvas of my soul."
~ The Night Owl