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...
Wednesday, January 9, 2013
tired.... twas yet again another shitty night at the office. i dont understand how people last for years in this business same as i dont understand why im still here for almost a year now. God give me the strength please. show me the way.
