Apr 24, 2005 13:32
I find it consoling that no matter how torn I am
I can always manage to tape my self together.
I was no my porch smoking a cigarrette asking myself how I got to this point.
Rash decision and carelessness I guess.
But that doesn't mean I haven't grown.
Afterall, I did get a kitten out of the mess.
Kittens are nice when you are sad.
Until you don't have them anymore.
All smiles.
Right?