May 06, 2006 00:11
Behind these hazel eyes lies something frail and tiny. It doesnt have its own voice and lives off what other people think of it. It is dependant on love. With out it it quickly crumbles and crushes. IT is afraid people will think bad thoughts and dislike it. There for it has problems with being around lots of people. this thing will do any thing for a friend. Just to call some one a friend is a privelege concidered by this thing. it wants to be accepted