As a painting. . . my life. . . |
I am no masterpiece. . . Just a collection of brush strokes, emotions with feelings that have created me. . . Uniquely designed- I feel like a painting that has bee...
Posted by on Thu, 26 Apr 2007 21:27:00 GMT |
in time. . . |
Hold On To What You Believe. . .
Can I send you a messageDon't ever think that it's too lateWhen you care about someoneThere is always room for change. . .
We're allowed to make mistak...
Posted by on Sun, 22 Apr 2007 23:09:00 GMT |
Silent Tears |
I know that the old saying is true. People come into your life for a reason or a season. . .
I guess that sometimes people come into our lives for a reason. Sometimes it's hard to figure out. It'...
Posted by on Fri, 20 Apr 2007 00:48:00 GMT |
Dying to be Thin |
Flipping through the pages of a magazine, all I see is beauty. Watching the beautiful people on the big screen, as I envy them. Wanting to be like them, I crave that life. I understand tha...
Posted by on Thu, 29 Mar 2007 00:02:00 GMT |
sometimes i get lonely too |
I've been alone, since the day that you left me'cause I never told, just what you mean to meI guess im afraid, of those kind of feelingsDidn't mean to push you away, I realize I made a ...
Posted by on Sun, 18 Mar 2007 08:50:00 GMT |
without a smile |
Yesterday seems longer than today. . . . Another day passes and a sence of belonging has yet to have been made. Feeling like just another face in the crowd, in a world so large. I guess it's only...
Posted by on Wed, 21 Feb 2007 22:10:00 GMT |
