I tried to stop my tears from falling ...

This entry is for my insignificant being. I hide in the whispers of the air. Distorted is my mind with the consequences of reality. I have nowhere to hide. My humble abode has been interrogated.Just kidding. I was lost in this journal, didn't know how to work with it but I stopped roaming around when I saw a big blank space that I could type on ( Read more... )

I just wanted to try this out since I'm taking a break from xanga ( Read more... )