A good kisser is one who can write a story on your lips and leave you craving for a sequel.



(Many of us haven’t truly experienced a first kiss.)

I don’t feel like I’m anyone but a season, a colour, a thing or place.  I can tell you that I am human, but I feel like winter.  I can tell you that I am an ordinary woman, but I feel like a single car in an empty parking lot.  I can tell you that I have a soul, but I feel like the colour grey.
I am but a simple theory in your head.