It is what it is...
The heartbeat of love and hate,
the thrill of success and failure,
the irony of human emotions... for what it's worth you haven't really lived until that breathe itching noiselessly up and down your lungs leaves...it is what it is...YOLOEvery curl of her lip ached with mischief,
the twirl of her eyes subtle like karius on Gareth bale's shot...she lingered,
evaluating,
scheming ,
although her complexion is unknown she is not fair...some call her a bitch but no one really has the guts to bed her...
She knows the game, she sets the rules...
she always wins... because we all die... YOLO
Written by Ephraim
