Oct 21, 2009 22:13
I feel like an orphan. And not so much someone with no parents...more someone with no planet.
We made it rain today.
If I said I wanted to die, would you think it was a plea for help? 'Cause it wouldn't be.
I want peace. And I want this shard of dust or whatever out of my tear duct. I'd really like my eyelashes to dry out eventually.
And a pony. Thanks, Jesus/Santa/Daddy!