Feb 02, 2007 08:28
Maybe it's nothing and i should just surrender to conversation.
I am no longer an open book. You can't just glance at me and know all there is to know. Even if you are so close to me you can smell my hair. It just isn't a good time for a spilling of thoughts. It is quite obvious to me that these thoughts shouldn't be spilled all over the table.What a mess...wwwwwhhat a mess.
did you make a mess? it's okay deary...somebody else will clean it up...go on skipping down the street all bubble headed and full of crap.
This lady is on a roll. so tuck.