Sunday, July 26, 2009

"The quietest days, we'll sit and smile and
remember that nothing could feel the same"

These days, are horrible.
I now know how alde feels.
Home. It doesn't feel like home,
It feels like a mad house.
& chilling out at night is the only thing
on my mind at night.
The only thing that is alright for
a male to do
but not a female,
cause of the possibility of getting kidnapped,
raped or something worse?
but at these times, I just don't give a fuck.
in my mind, it's saying, get me outta here!!