No one could possibly understand me Mine is different. Mine is worse Mine isn’t as bad Mine is too new Mine has been there for years I don’t like talking about it I need to always talk about it He was old so it’s different She was young so it’s different. Advertisements
From the darkest and deepest corners of hell, we have risen, blinded by the light of day. We fought our way, clawing, ripping flesh from flesh, exposing bone and blood and guts. We fought for days, months, years, then we were dragged down into the darkness once more. We were stripped of all that made us … More Who Am I?
I think i’ll start with i’m sorry because its what I really want to say You’ve stood right there be side me every night and every day You’ve brought me food and coffee and encouraged me with words you’ve helped to force me out of bed when its sleeping, I preferred.
It’s interesting how things can go from one extreme to another so quickly, then right back again. I had an incredible weekend with a close friend from out of town and a few other girlfriends, I have things to focus on, to keep me busy, I have opportunities presenting themselves, and opportunities I’m working toward … More Sometimes It’s Too Hard To Dance.