tinkerbitchx's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- the art of big mistakes I'm not even sinking slowly into this skin. I just wont fit. And it's strange how sometimes the thing you thought you might want the most ends up being what you're actually afraid to lose. That feeling of yet another mistake is pulling at my miniskirt. And I wouldn't have worn this if I didn't want to put the attention to something other than my emotions. I tried letting it all go, but now we're in the middle of tug-of-war. I have many wishes and dreams but they don't mean shit if I'm lonely. Somehow this state of sedation and paranoia and well surpassed my ability to do one thing right. Tonight I'll sleep alone. Tonight I go through hell. 6:18 PM - December 07, 2002 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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