Sunday, January 4, 2009'♥
It hurts. It hurts to think about why it hurts, yet I can't seem to think of anything else. It's always there, all the time. I want to do something about it. Something that will make it go away. Or that will make me feel some relife. Anything. But I can't. I think about it. All the time.
Sorry, if I had to do this. One day, you'll understand.
A smoke for me, perhaps? (:
❤ 11:41 PM
