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Wednesday, May 09, 2007, 1:00 PM

No, this has nothing to do with what you think I'm trying to say.
You may think you're right, but no. No one knows what I'm trying to say here.
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Its all too sad. To be thrusted somewhere you can never belong. It wasn't your choice, and you only have time to blame this facade of comfort and security. You never asked for it, but now, its all too late. You can't turn back to your kin, because you can't even look at them. The absence of their ways and influences have worsened the situation and you grimace at the sight of their actions, and them being what they are. You make sacrifices just to feel wanted, but feeling wanted is never enough. You know you are missing something. You are missing that of which you can never resist to feel. You know it won't happen, but you just keep trying. So you drift away. You know you can't get too close, because you can't control it. You love every moment of it, and with everyone else. But at the end of the day, you just stand out too much. At the end of the day, you find yourself alone, staring out the window.
At the end of the day, maybe all you just need is a heart-warming reassuring hug, to dissolve that burden over your heart.

I'll go.