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My struggle between religion, and my lifestyle. Everyone told me it was just a phase, the phase continues.
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Confused again, misused again.
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I miss him. Blah blah blah.
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All the things she used to say, or should have said, or may say. It's hard when you feel as though your roots want nothing to do with you.
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Drunk, and relieved. My ghost will return tomorrow, but today I can breathe. I can breath.
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A voyage into my feelings, my new found hope.
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Your lack of discussion causes me discomfort.I invested feeling into you, gave you morethan I wanted to. The least you can do is speak, just say somet..
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Just another journey into another day, hoping things go right. Who knows though.
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The butterflies are back again. I'm both terrified, and excited... If only he could have stayed in my arms a little longer tonight.
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You're breaking down my walls,breaking me down. Back down,I have to breathe. Slow down,the confusion is crushing me.The fear is consuming me,I need yo..
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