Sometimes

My jeans are the sexiest clothes I own, garters, suspenders and tights be damned, you can't beat the feeling of some kickarse denim.

What's The Damn Point

Me giving you my availability if you're just going to ignore it and roster me on anyway?!?


And I lied, I'm not afraid of commitment. I'm afraid of committing to the wrong thing, or person.

It's happening again.

I'm feeling unsettled and am under appreciating everything and kind of want to escape from my commitments and run away.
Suppose it's all just the same old story really.

I Gotta Get Out Of Here

And I'm begging you to Be My Escape.

Baby Loves to Dance in the Dark.

And baby do I want to dance.