A rose with her thorns is still a rose.
ALEXANDRA MICHELLEA rose with her thorns is still a rose.
ALEXANDRA MICHELLEIt was simply divine intervention.
ALEXANDRA MICHELLECrying so hard, I can’t hardly breathe.
ALEXANDRA MICHELLEFind me a photographer, who will make time stand still capturing life’s precious moments.
ALEXANDRA MICHELLEMy appetite for life has returned.
ALEXANDRA MICHELLEWith all the secrets and lies you keep. Your beauty is only skin deep. Vamp.
ALEXANDRA MICHELLEThe true masterpiece lies within me.
ALEXANDRA MICHELLEEach kiss is my slice of heaven on earth.
ALEXANDRA MICHELLEIf I can inhale I can speak up.
ALEXANDRA MICHELLEMy flowers rot beneath my bed. I was too selfish to part with them. I hope their deaths don’t bring hexes. Did I say flowers? I meant my exes.
ALEXANDRA MICHELLEYou don’t need him. Bloom baby, bloom.
ALEXANDRA MICHELLEHe pondered, what would make them believe in me? And God created women.
ALEXANDRA MICHELLEA creature lives deep within, rotting far beneath my skin. Touch the pain inside of me, just to let my heart be free.
ALEXANDRA MICHELLETake a California girl to a body of water and she calms from the crashing of waves. Sanctuary.
ALEXANDRA MICHELLEPenetrate me with a love so deep, you will have ruined me for all others.
ALEXANDRA MICHELLEEyes closed, hearts open. Vulnerable, I surrender. Trust fall, please catch me.
ALEXANDRA MICHELLE