Maybe
Maybe I just feel sorry for myself. Maybe. I'm a loser with no friends. I'm the jinz that breaks all bonds. Maybe. I drain your emotions up dry. While you're suffering, I thirst for more. I'm on an emotional high, but you, you'll never read my mind. I do not mean to seriously no, I do not Hold my hand, read my thoughts. Maybe I'm just sorry for yourself. Sorry you led a life of lies. Of falsehood, of small chats. But maybe that ain't bad, it's just something I'll never understand Maybe.
posted by I Kid You Not at
1/24/2005 05:39:00 PM
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The words do seem to flow when emotions are at a high/low. When its peaceful, our blogs are quiet, when we get on the rollercoaster our blogs are filled with new entries. Someone told me yest that, Happiness is a state of mind, nobody but myself can make me sad/happy. Maybe I shld be a nun, wanna join me?
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starusticity, at 1/25/2005 08:34:00 AM
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