xHATEx
I have lost the touch... with writing and drawing
pretty much whatever requires my brain and some art
I have lost the will... to write to draw
thinking of it makes me irresolute, i know i can
I have lost the feel... of love
which is the scariest of them all
I know I love Greg, but sometime
I just don't know, I can't feel it
I can feel anger, disappointment
rejection, and the lose of myself
I'm enveloped in deceit
I put myself there
Here's my attempt to get out
Here's my attempt for survival
Wish me luck
I hate me...
Goal:
Feeling
xSEEINGxREDx
So, yesterday [4.2.05] about 2:40ish, we lost the Pope. I heard he was a good Pope so that's sad. The Pope's Puappet is now Popless... how hopeless it sounds... Well, I'm not one that's concerned with 'god' but I am concerned with people... my mother told me to pray and I gave her an answer that shocked her and then she told me I was my fathers child, to that a simple, duh sufficed.
I went to Greg's house too. I really like it there. Not that we have much freedom but the whole ambiance. The little kid, Andrew, Dewy, was there. What a spazola. lol. As all littel kids are. And then I saw...
xoLOVEox
[4.2.05]
xoLOVEox
Greg
Since
[3.6.04]
I love him
He love me
We love each other
He is my first boyfriend
He has all my firsts
First Love
True Love
Only Love
Mi Amore