laying in the yellow grassso stilland drystaring up at mybeautiful desert skywith cold grey clouds abovei think for oncethe rains might comethen the h..
noonlinein my sorrowfilledemptinessi can onlyhopeto findboredomsadnessanddullbleakbreathlesscharactersone after anothergoing onforevera starkwhirlwind..
When i lie down in my bed i look down and see, two white hills looking up at me. I run my hands over them, gentle and smooth. Then i close my eyes and..
Sometimes i think she deserves better. Something more. Someone more put together. And i think, well how selfish of me. Why don't you just get it toget..