My friends, the few that I have, are beautiful. I want closeness. I need comfort. I've been receiving it in large amounts. Receiving it from beautiful people. But now I have to go to work in less then an hour and my comfort is gone. I begin to feel that helplessness that eats away at my soul. The constant darkness that consumes me. Moving on is
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but im not exactly sure whats going on though.
ima come to paraground one day. one day soon. and me and you we will hang, and we will talk, and we. will be buddies. indeed.
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i met her once, she seemed as if she was a real nice ladie.
im sorry about your lose. i can relate.
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