you ask me to describe the monstersthe ones who cut me deeplyand my heartfreezes -i bolt like a scared doeiknow there weremonstersbut i can't tell you..
i am learningto let go of younot that youeverbelonged to meit's a long wayfrom smiling with metowanting to makeme smilei will bejust over herewhen you..
this isn't a real worldyou don't get a better spotin heavenbecause you described anything in ethereal termsbeing cruelwell, that just gets karma on yo..
i dreamed you many years agomeeting you at long lastis a reality i had forgotten.But here you are, and here i amand together, we will be, what?What ar..
things have beena littletumultuouslatelystorms keep popping upon the horizonand maybethe roofblew off onceortwicei have learnedto be suspiciousof clou..
anna told me oncethat she was going to live with meforeverdrive a minivanjust like mineand sit at the cubiclenext doori smiledat a foolish girlshe is ..