I don’t belong to anybody. Did you chop those bushes down? Rose/vine bush/tree by side house. How can you find me. Iron will. I’m writing the story inside my soul. Unless you’re soulless

‘Don’t mean to pressure you baby—see all I ever wanted was you‘. ‘I wanna be your lover‘. Put me down for this side—I can’t I can’t sleep. Even you make Taylor Swift look bad laying down – I know. This Reiki healer. this one person that does give massages. Look at me – what I was willing to do…