Whatever you want to call this.

Apr 30, 2004 21:16

I feel like a rose in a bed of dandelions, beautiful, yet alone, surrounded by others of drastically different color and stature. I feel my thorns drive people away, make them run, and makes them silence what I have to say. I feel like nobody ever really wants me, nobody wants to be there with me, just to take what I have or endure it because they ( Read more... )

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eowyn797 April 30 2004, 22:23:56 UTC
i love you. like one of those really awesome roses with the dark red edges. those are my favorite, you know.

eventually, danilions turn to dust. roses stay.

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