Imagine that the pillow that you cried on was my chest, and the tissue that you wiped your face with was my hand...... i wanna be the last on you call late at night. first one at the door when you open your eyes... Wanna be the one you run to, wanna be one that ain't gone hurt you, i wanna be ---Chris Brown



Waking up to another dark morning people are mourning, the weather outside is storming, but what would it take for the clouds to break for us to realize each day is a gift somehow someway, and get our heads out of this darkness and spark this new mindset and start on with life cuz it sint gone yet and tragedy's a reminder to take of the blinders nd wake up to live the life we're supposed to take up, moving forward with all our heads up cuz life is worth living. We live, we love, we forgive and never give up cuz the days we are given are gifts from above and today we remember to live and to love--Superchick