Here's five cents worth of simple plainwords. The little things that didnt make it to speech, the little fleeting moments of sensitiveness to my subconscious self, the little struggles in between the lines and all the bits and pieces I want to remember.
Monday, March 07, 2005
Sad thought of the day
It is true that the older you get, friendships drift away. Life changes... and things are never the same. Can it be the same?
No comments:
Post a Comment