The idea of a journal is becoming sillier and sillier everytime i write an entry.
There were some gorgeous girls I wanted to see more of on this site, so i joined- mission accomplished.
But, hmm...am I just scrounging for substitute affection here or a different kind than what is around me?
"At my door the leaves are falling
And a cold wild wind will come
Sweethearts walk by together
And I still miss someone"
Now that is a motherf#@*king drinking song!
There were some gorgeous girls I wanted to see more of on this site, so i joined- mission accomplished.
But, hmm...am I just scrounging for substitute affection here or a different kind than what is around me?
"At my door the leaves are falling
And a cold wild wind will come
Sweethearts walk by together
And I still miss someone"
Now that is a motherf#@*king drinking song!
tiffany1:
If it's silly don't write. Stay true to yourself. Then there'll be days when it might not be silly. Then you'll write. Life is simple, see? 