domingo, octubre 10, 2004

it won't ever be the same

unless my head moves what happened to my preconsciousness.

whatever... now i'm scared, i don't know wheter i should or not say each and everything i think...

i used to be true with you, as much as i could. you taught me how to be like that... and now i fear i won't be able to do it anylonger.

it's a pity.

No hay comentarios.: