Loser Loser, Double Loser, Whatever, As If,

Sorry, No Conprendo I Don't Speak Loser.

It Was An Image Melody Would Never Forget. Or Was It The Emotions The Image Conjured - Hope, Excitement, And Fear Of The Unknown, All Three Tightly Braided Together, Creating A Fourth Emotion That Was Impossible To Define. She Was Getting A Second Chance At Happiness And It Tickled Like Swallowing Fifty Fuzzy Caterpillars.

One By One, Drops Fell From Her Eyes Like They Were On An Assembly Line - Gather, Fall, Slide...gather, Fall, Slide...each One Commemorating Something She Had Lost. Hope. Faith. Confidence. Pride. Security. Trust. Independence. Joy. Beauty. Freedom. Innocence.

A Burrito Is A Delicious Food Item That Breaks Down All Social Barriers And Leads To Temporary Spiritual Enlightenment.

Is My Name V? No... Then Why Would I Follow U?