bandaids for broken hearts. |
He sits in one of the pews, legs kicked up on the back of the one in front of him, fingers laced in his lap and a frown at his lips as he stares idly at the ceiling. He's thinking (dwelling agonizingl...
Posted by on Mon, 20 Jul 2009 19:30:00 GMT |
even stray dogs get lonely. |
Im going to leave this city& Badou glanced up from his meal to look across their table at his favorite eatery, Buon Viaggio, to a chocolate haired woman with piercing golden-brown eyes who was look...
Posted by on Mon, 20 Jul 2009 19:29:00 GMT |
ii. and it continues. |
I always watched in awe as the spirits presented themselves.I reveled in the thrill of discovery.Hed always laugh and say: Come on, its just smoke and mirrors. For a time I believed it.But now, I si...
Posted by on Sat, 18 Apr 2009 20:38:00 GMT |
i. a bit of me |
If you truly love someone, dont ever tell them that they are special or differentit will hurt all the more when it turns out they arent.---Here is what you create smiles with:The spaces in between m...
Posted by on Fri, 03 Apr 2009 21:49:00 GMT |
