these are momentary feelings; pieces of my troubled mind; i write what i think, what i think is what i feel, what i feel is what I am and what i am is what i am...... and if only promises could erase the past, I could open my heart enough to take it all back. But Ive been down this road, time and time again. And I've learned the hard way how the story always ends...
Friday, March 18, 2011
Happy mode for some reason. I miss it all. The place, the hassle and bustle of night life, the peers, the phone rings and just being a part of something big. I have a good feeling about this. This should do. Definitely.
