Girls that smoke are sexier than most. The ones who aren’t afraid of a midnight toke. The ones who will hit the bong, and rap with you to your favorite song. The chick you hang with on a sunny day, and just share that dank ass J. Not the stuck up cunt who talks shit in class, the one that rolls blunts, and knows how to puff and pass. So this poem’s to the girls that like that sticky weed, because they are the best woman indeed.
So many amazong days,gift,letters & memories all wrapped up in just a few snapshots.my smile arises every morning because of him,i can never express deeply enough the great change he has brought into my life! Cherishing every inch of his existence.
Ever need a laugh,smile or pick me up?This right here is the perfect guy to do the job <3 He,no matter the situation comes to make it better. Without a doubt he is someone you can count on!Best part about it…he is MY guy <3
NEVER take any step,action nor breath for granted!
If it wasn’t for that day over three years ago that i took the step closer,took a few deep breaths in between my “Hello” and act upon my gut feelings i would have never been so blessed with so much love & happiness.
thank you for everything <3 I love you.