On My Way.

Hey. I hope that while you are reading this, there's no judgement. I write to express. And that's all there is to this. I hope that somewhere in this heap of words you'll find something. We're all just finding ourselves out there, but we needn't do it alone.
I wish you love.




Wednesday, May 14, 2008

nianci.
she was never like that before.
what happened? what changed?
i hate you.
stop doing what you're doing to me.
please.
i've had enough of this rubbish.
this nonsense.
i wanna go home.

Labels: