Dear Blog/God/Emotions,
today i come to you, in forgiveness, i have done myself proud is being an idiot.
Hayley Westenra - creator of hauntingly beautiful music.
Out of a sudden shot, emotions came running.
I'm going to graduate soon, and i realized i have done nothing proud of myself during my poly life.
3 good long years, and it passed like it was yesterday.
I did an achievement - breaking my ex's heart, and she hates me.
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Dear blog,
I come upon you, knees bent, heads down.
In sorrow, i write words that bleed.
In pain, i drew death.
In lone, i think of nothing.
In darkness, i cried.
I'm sad, i need a friend.
I need someone that understands, and open my heart.
I need someone to cut open this piece of stoned heart.
Must be wondering since that i'm aware, can't i just open up?
Comeon, Player by nature, how can i do it?
And what i need last thing is an S.
fading away; 11:29 PM