staying home alone on a friday
im flat on the floor looking back
on old love..
or lack there of
after all the crushes are faded
and all my wishful thinking was wrong
im jaded..
i hate it
and broken words were all i heard. some never meant and some meant well. the difference between us is so hard to tell. i was so shaken but now all i see.. is everything he meant to me.
la la la happy new year =)
thankx =)
Aww, I REALLY like your diary. It's so cute.
<font face=symbol>©<font face=arial> Ericka
that was beautiful i think. a lot of people could relate to that, myself being one especially.
was that a song?
thanx, i made my journal header meslef. ;) have i already replied to your comment? i can't remember.