“Wait a minute, Juanita. ...is it a virus, a drug, or a religion?”
Juanita shrugs. “What’s the difference?”
I guess I only knew one angle of your face..
I bared my throat and my wrists, then you come at me with this.
As young as I was, I felt older back then;
more disciplined, stronger and certain.
I was saved by grace but destroyed by naivety
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map