Pretty stars, cold hands, dead air, and you.
I promised when I started my blog that I wouldn't use my blog to whine, and be a big depressing cry-baby.
I've been so happy latley, with everything, it's been easy to keep to that promise up untill now.
But I'm really not doing so hot tonight.
I guess I just won't say anything.
...I simply don't feel good.
...I just wish I could be sure about what I'm doing, but I'm not. If I have to stare into another red flag waved in my face, I'm going to cry.
I've been so happy latley, with everything, it's been easy to keep to that promise up untill now.
But I'm really not doing so hot tonight.
I guess I just won't say anything.
...I simply don't feel good.
...I just wish I could be sure about what I'm doing, but I'm not. If I have to stare into another red flag waved in my face, I'm going to cry.
Say "Dante the Inferno" in the mirror with the lights off at 1:23 a. m.
7 skulls lined up on the desk.
awh...it'll be ok daniel. i know i've never met you, but it'll work out. it's hard to see the positive through all the dark negatives that satan throws at us...but Jehovah always turns on a light.
plus if it helps, i know of more than a hand full of people that can relate to your feelings that you wrote.
That's nice of you to console me. Thanks.
It's always good to look at who is waving the flag and why. At least that has always helped me. :-)
sager words have never been spoken aaron.
I know I know, it sounds like it, but I wasn't being sarcastic. That was actually a compliment from me.
yup.. good call. It does help. Thx.
"Cold hands, warm heart: we just need some time apart. And everything will be ok."
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