Run.by shes2cute2care on March 31, 2006 at 4:00 PM I just want to run away. Run to the edge of the grass, to the waters edge. I'd sit with my new friend, Bernardino. His words sting like salt on a wound.Read 1 comments
It wasn't good. But it's better again.
Your entry doesn't sound very good, either. Write me soon. I love you. Xoxo, J