You.
Damnit.
Just when I think I've thrown it all out, flushed it all out of my system. It comes back.
Just when I think I've doused the blaze, the pain, it flares up all over again.
Damn. damn this. damn me.
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10 Comments:
These things have a way of coming back. Sigh.
wow! hope you are ok.
kill him now ..
Sounds like a bad rash, or a wound you don't want to heal. I'm sorry you're suffering. Pain is never pleasant.
Dont damn yourself Pins.It is perhaps "Change" with that capital C and you need to flow/not resist.I know it is also easier said than done but you can overcome:)
hugs
jyo
Dont damn yourself Pins.It is perhaps "Change" with that capital C and you need to flow/not resist.I know it is also easier said than done but you can overcome:)
hugs
jyo
Dont damn yourself Pins.It is perhaps "Change" with that capital C and you need to flow/not resist.I know it is also easier said than done but you can overcome:)
hugs
jyo
Hey dont kill him, u know it wont quite be the sam ewithout him!
argh! i know exactly what you mean. except that you wrote about it more succinctly than i did.
what is this outburst? are you in love? ;-)
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