President Barack Obama
Losing him was blue, like I’d never known.
Missing him was dark gray, all alone
Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you've never met
But loving him was red
Who has twitter and wants me to follow them? :) Give me your username please. I need more people to follow. My dash is dead.
“I want the people that I respect to respect me too. It seems normal, when you say it like that, but you sometimes need time before you understand that gaining the respect of others is what’s the most important.”
Oh stop it you hot piece of heaven.