you

you can be my sunshine, you can be my rain
you can be my hope and you can be my pain
you can be my illusion or something i can see
what should i do with you..what could you do with me

temper

i hate my vile temper...try to subdue it but it rears its ugly head from time to time...end up spewing my anger on the ones i cherish the most

rage

"Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned,nor hell a fury like a woman scorned"

sin

there ain't no heaven...there ain't no hell....what you sow here decides what you reap here

nothing

"and nothing else matters",she told me that then...totally agree

beauty

i am a sucker for good looks...that's what most of the people who know me believe...i m no hypocrite...good looks are very important to me but they are not everything....far from it....with time looks fade away and then u r stuck with the person....so being a good person is a requisite...good looks are a huge added bonus