| Hello, come in Welcome to the world I live in. Put your tongue in Taste the fruit that I am giving. Glad we could come together Open minds share whatever. Friendships come and go so fast Fueling mine, aim to make them last. Hello, baby I don't want to hear your "maybe." Come on, baby Give me some of what you're saving. So glad we could come together Open minds share whatever. Passion seems to fade so fast Fueling mine, aim to make it last. |
| Well, hello. Welcome to my page. Pay little mind to the silly lyric above especially, if being called "baby" by a stanger offends you. And I feel I should make you aware that I will probably seem to become stranger the more time we spend together. But, the honest to God's truth is, I have always been a little stranger. Yet, I sometimes try to conceal this fact. The reason being, in most instances, I wish for you to be as comfortable with me as I am with you. In those other instances, well maybe we'll talk about those later. For now, let's establish why you're here. My first guess will always be that something has gone terribly wrong and you have landed here by mistake. Now, after spending a bit of effort reading through this dribble, you continue on hoping I will reveal something of worth so that you may leave here a better person than when you arrove, (Yes, I am aware there is no such word as "arrove." ...and yet, there it is, in all it's glory.). Well, I can comfortably state "there's little chance any of that shady business will be conducted here during my watch." Dribble is what you're paying for, let's see what you go away with. |
