Sunday, November 2, 2008


I dont know what words to type but I just had to type something. She hasn't seen as many years as me, but it doesn't matter. I had the same dream three nights in a row. Doesn't that mean something? She's gorgeous, but I can't tell her. She's perfect, but I can't tell her. I guess someone can, but it won' t be me. Its funny how things work up until the very point that they need to, but when you need them to work most they fail. Feeling helpless is one of the worst feelings in the world for me, and lately its all that I've been feeling. Goodnight

1 comment:

Sneaky T said...

I'll help you.

Find her. Who knows, she might be living in Europe right now and is waiting for you to backpack your ass over there and sweep her off of her slippers. I'm your only means of conveyance, so spoil me.