Double up, baby. Your lips are the song and the dance floor is our bed.
DANIELLE MONTGOMERYDouble up, baby. Your lips are the song and the dance floor is our bed.
DANIELLE MONTGOMERYMy mind is loud but endless evanescent thoughts stay trapped in silence.
DANIELLE MONTGOMERYSticks and stones break bones but words ferment like poison. A slow, painful death.
DANIELLE MONTGOMERYThis little black dress doesn’t hide imperfections. It shows off my soul.
DANIELLE MONTGOMERYI’m not asking that you take the bullet for me. I wish you’d shoot first.
DANIELLE MONTGOMERYSand between her toes she dances with earth without a care in the world.
DANIELLE MONTGOMERYKiss my wine-drenched mouth and drown in drunk temptations offered by the night.
DANIELLE MONTGOMERYTwenty-six letters, infinite stories to tell, nothing comes to mind.
DANIELLE MONTGOMERYShe was a siren, mythical and mystical but somehow still real.
DANIELLE MONTGOMERYTwinkle in her eyes and a thousand laughter lines; signs of life done right.
DANIELLE MONTGOMERYOld habits die hard, so fill up my cup and let’s raise hell in heaven.
DANIELLE MONTGOMERYLike a wild cat in the Serengeti, I land on my feet and transcend reality.
DANIELLE MONTGOMERYAlways hated maths but now I can’t stop counting self-worth in numbers.
DANIELLE MONTGOMERYDrive me to a ditch and I’ll dig the grave myself through conversation.
DANIELLE MONTGOMERYAll smoke and mirrors, nothing concrete or real -Social Media
DANIELLE MONTGOMERYDouble chin, Fat Thighs. Will you think about these things before your last breath?
DANIELLE MONTGOMERY