O my <3

BY ZEP

Trust me baby, you don't know what my heart's like.

It's a complicated little creature.

It writhes, claws, bites at my insides....an impuslive little thing.

It likes to creep its way out sometimes, only to be beaten senselessly back inside by the sticks/stones/hammers/nails/blunt objects of people's disinterest.

It's spent a lot of time stitching up its cuts...it takes a little while, and my heart has never been fantastic at sewing.

Earn my trust and my heart is your best friend. Break it and you may not have a head. I told you it was impulsive.

My heart gets some good excercise...mostly when it comes to playing music or seeing a pretty girl.

Treat my heart like glass. If you break it intentionally, you may find yourself walking on something uncomfortable.

Generally, it's a really friendly fellow.

And it likes new people.

You should get to know it.