All I can say about Charlotte... is...
She's a BAD ASS!!!!
She's Charlotte!! She ROCKZ!!!
And yes, I've seen her fall, I've seen
her go nutz... but yet, she's one of
the coolest person I've met!!!!
She was love at first sight, love
everlasting: a feeling unknown, unhoped
for, unexpected-in so far as it could
be a matter of conscious awareness; it
took entire possession of me, and I
understood, with joyous amazement, that
this was for life.
Charlotte Cromley Curtis is the most
precious soul I have been fortunate
enough to have been given. I don't know
how I got so lucky, I don't know what I
did to deserve her love, but god knows
I'm going to go to the ends of the
earth to keep her.
I've spent most all of my life
subconciously seeking that love of pure
innocence and happiness. The one that
makes you smile at random moments. The
one that you retreat back to when you
get scared, or confused, or you just
get a little lost. The one that reminds
you of why you keep going. And the one
that makes you want to be better.
This is what Charlotte is to me. She
is my source of happiness, the one who
makes me smile, and the one that makes
me laugh from my soul. And makes me not
afraid to do it. We love each other for
who we are through and through, all the
good, all the bad, and all the
nonsense. The relationship we have
comforts me, it betters me, and it
keeps me sane and whole.
From the depths of my darkness, to the
surface of my light, with all my heart
and mind I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE
YOU. And I'll continue to love you
through any storm, and any calm. Thank
you Charlotte for being in my life, and
letting me be a part of your family.
Harlotte reminds me of a pice of candy I
once had. This piece of candy was a
Werther's Original, the only one out of
the whole bowl of Brach's... and i stole
it from the Jamaican woman who had
obviously eaten all the others and left
only those shit-fuck Brach's in the
bowl... i basically saved this piece of
candy and put it in my pocket. At night,
i would take it out and talk to it, and
tell it my problems and play with it and
douse it in beer... but then i met
harlotte and so i finally ate the piece
of candy and just hung out with
harlotte... what a golden candy center
in the sea of confectionist's sweetness
that has been saved from all other's
named Brach's
We all know it is hard to find a good
woman. I have nothing but good times in
Charlotte's company and hope everyone
can be so lucky. Meet her if you can,
while there's still time.
Charlotte rocks the bells. I've known
homegirl for a few years and she's
never been anything less than a
sweetheart to me. Watch out tho;
girl's hotter than two tamales washed
down w/ a jalapeno smoothie at a
sweltering cabana in Ecuador. She can
probably drink YOUR sorry ass under the
table too, punk.
brain to even think about it
She's a BAD ASS!!!!
She's Charlotte!! She ROCKZ!!!
And yes, I've seen her fall, I've seen
her go nutz... but yet, she's one of
the coolest person I've met!!!!
PS... She's CRAZY!!! ANd I LOVE IT!!
everlasting: a feeling unknown, unhoped
for, unexpected-in so far as it could
be a matter of conscious awareness; it
took entire possession of me, and I
understood, with joyous amazement, that
this was for life.
When I have something more profound to
say, I promise I'll save it for
Charlotte.
precious soul I have been fortunate
enough to have been given. I don't know
how I got so lucky, I don't know what I
did to deserve her love, but god knows
I'm going to go to the ends of the
earth to keep her.
I've spent most all of my life
subconciously seeking that love of pure
innocence and happiness. The one that
makes you smile at random moments. The
one that you retreat back to when you
get scared, or confused, or you just
get a little lost. The one that reminds
you of why you keep going. And the one
that makes you want to be better.
This is what Charlotte is to me. She
is my source of happiness, the one who
makes me smile, and the one that makes
me laugh from my soul. And makes me not
afraid to do it. We love each other for
who we are through and through, all the
good, all the bad, and all the
nonsense. The relationship we have
comforts me, it betters me, and it
keeps me sane and whole.
From the depths of my darkness, to the
surface of my light, with all my heart
and mind I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE
YOU. And I'll continue to love you
through any storm, and any calm. Thank
you Charlotte for being in my life, and
letting me be a part of your family.
profound but all I can say for now
is "God, I love this bitch!"
once had. This piece of candy was a
Werther's Original, the only one out of
the whole bowl of Brach's... and i stole
it from the Jamaican woman who had
obviously eaten all the others and left
only those shit-fuck Brach's in the
bowl... i basically saved this piece of
candy and put it in my pocket. At night,
i would take it out and talk to it, and
tell it my problems and play with it and
douse it in beer... but then i met
harlotte and so i finally ate the piece
of candy and just hung out with
harlotte... what a golden candy center
in the sea of confectionist's sweetness
that has been saved from all other's
named Brach's
woman. I have nothing but good times in
Charlotte's company and hope everyone
can be so lucky. Meet her if you can,
while there's still time.
homegirl for a few years and she's
never been anything less than a
sweetheart to me. Watch out tho;
girl's hotter than two tamales washed
down w/ a jalapeno smoothie at a
sweltering cabana in Ecuador. She can
probably drink YOUR sorry ass under the
table too, punk.