Sunday 4th November 2012
Black Floors
I wake up in the morning and I walk into the bathroom and look at myself in the mirror, but the person I see staring back at me isn’t there. It isn’t me. I feel so trapped, like I’m on one the outside looking in watching myself try to live. I feel sometimes that the [..more..]
Friday 23rd September 2011
23-09-11(1:41:42)
After a while you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul and you learn love doesn’t mean leaning and company doesn’t always mean security. And you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts and presents aren’t always promises and you begin to accept your defeats with your head up and [..more..]
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| on September 23, 2011 - 12:11 pm - Uncategorized - by Anonymous