time flyes. thinks happen and i dont know why thinks done make sent enymore. feeling sorrow fore something i thought was right. hating to feel this, to not make sens of enything. know los is nere. and the one coudl maby have been evaded. but not. it ws ment to be. should stay out of it. but still sometimes i cant help my self.
this dont make seens i know. but this its how it is. cant ut words to it and i dont want to. me and word dont work at al some time. but aperently im not on the A game since i write ones again.his happens when im not the best i can be.
over and out
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