• Person of the L.I.N.S.

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    I am a person of the L.I.N.S. seemingly destined to get lost in this vast world of the web, looking for hope and the one I love. Always coming in and out of the shadows. A mystical person who comes anonymously to write of her feelings for another. Though one is never truly anonymous on the web,lol. Lost in my own thoughts and emotions. Seemingly delusional to the bitter end. Seemingly doomed to love one person. Seemingly torn apart to shreds by unknowns. Seemingly destined to hunger for only one man, the anchor of my heart, my Tony. Seemingly like a ship sailing without direction no matter how much I try to steer through the tormulous waves I seem to end up nowhere. No land in site. Just pure hell. Maybe I should just jump into the deep sea to be devoured by the vast abyss full of creatures known and unknown. To sink to the deep never to be found. Waiting for the one I love to find me. Waiting for the one I love to look for me. Waiting for the one I love to love me. Waiting for the one I love to come for me. Waiting for him to pull me and hold me in his arms and tell me that everything is going to be ok. Waiting for him. My head clean shaven, brown eyes, scar on chin under lip on left handside, dimpled cheeks man. My Tony, the man who own my heart. My dark angel rider who melts the tar with his black beast.

    Rantings of a woman in love

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