If someone was to pick my brain, a lot of the stuff they would find would be here in my blog. I like summer time, horses, and being in open space. This is where I come to think, to sort my thoughts out, and to daydream.
Warm my body to the core just like a blanket.
His face was so sweet then he took my breath away.
Hit me so hard like a rock through a window.
I knew I was in trouble from the moment I met you, boy.
The burn and the sting, and the high, and the heat, and the “left-me-wanting-more” feeling when he kissed me.
I shoulda just called him “Whiskey”