Mar 22, 2005 23:00
it doesn't seem fair sometimes that the people to whom I cling seem to cause me so much grief
it would be perfect if there were only the two of of us
it would be perfect if we could live under glass
unfortunately, that's not the reality that we face
i believe that we can work, but it's not going to be easy
i don't like to be sad
i don't like to be mad
i prefer to be happy, but then again who doesn't?
i wish that i had someone who I could talk to
i wish that i had someone to hug
i wish that i had someone to take me on a drive
i miss "golf"
i miss my dog
i worry about my mom
this was fun