i want to run away
i want to hide under the covers
i want to go on a vacation and never come home again
if home is where the heart is i can't find my home
or my home just really sucks and the windows are boarded up again.
i can't breathe....i've somehow been winded
it hurts so bad.
crying quietly in my cubical
i'll be hiding here till 4:30
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FML. nice label. suits the blog.
ReplyDeletewe need some serious bonding time you and me.
love you fadie lady.
keep keeping it real.
your the best at that.
*D*