we
why do we feel unlovable even when were loved?
why do we do things we know will only kill us?
why do we keep trying, week after week?
why do we fear being alone, being together, being apart?
why do we feel like we again?
had more to say...sick, tired, and if i dont have dry pants in the morning i have to call jamie...
maybe we should sleep...
why do we do things we know will only kill us?
why do we keep trying, week after week?
why do we fear being alone, being together, being apart?
why do we feel like we again?
had more to say...sick, tired, and if i dont have dry pants in the morning i have to call jamie...
maybe we should sleep...