June 28, 1998--The day it was over. Just like the Sinead O'Connor song-- When I picked you up from the airport you wouldn't hold my hand. Nothing will ever hurt me like that still does. Five years later...what can we say.
Fucking-A the holidays are depressing. Fuck it I'm always depressed.
Well at least I was able to ride my bike today. It was fairly warm outside.
Fucking-A the holidays are depressing. Fuck it I'm always depressed.
Well at least I was able to ride my bike today. It was fairly warm outside.
Dont let the season get you down (I know, easier said than done) and if you cant, just weather the storm, all will be well one day.
Peace
KoS