im very sorry mrs. lane, but tell me would you rather be dead? have you known no joy? no happiness in any form? in an ideal world people would hold off their sexual desires so as to not be in the situation that would lead an innnocent child to suffer.
if there is no other consolation, why dont you tell me your story? give me your pain ill cry for you, give me your hurt i will hurt with you, give me your story if you are comfortable and i shall write a poem for you. I shall pray and my God and I we will cry for you and hopefully bring some comfort to you.
Hey, thanks for the reads, sorry to be keeping you from your work. No sun here, but I heard Germany is having lovely weather. As for Blissed Out, I've written about a page of the second half, and that's it. I need input on the whole thing, really!!
lol. I never really thought about it, but I think you might be right. I didn't even consciously make the association that it was you in the story, it just kinda happened. But I do know what you mean. There is a lot of me in my characters, but it is mixed in with a conundrum of others as well. I will try to keep this in mind when I review someone again.
Ha! I make you wanna swear off tofu, do I? What else can I do to corrupt you, Dakota?
But in all seriousness, thanks for the review. The poem was based off a vision that an eccentric co-worker of mine once had. And I felt I had to preserve it in my own, bizarre way.