Thursday, February 22, 2007

I wish my past didn't cause the present to be thought to be more then it is.

I am a lost, lonely little boy.

When I try to do what I feel will make me better, it only makes things worse.







I am however, at 18 days and climbing.


I wish you could see the you that I see. I wish I could be the me that you see.

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