reflections

[poeticfaery]

I look into the mirror, like all girls i find that i'm imperfect. I can see the weathered lines of where i have traveled. I can see the once glimmer of life and hope. Now.  I seems so much has changed. Today when i look upon my face, i wonder, who am i?

Comments

[scarletcarsen]

Your still an awesome friend! If you can't get up to New England all see what I can do to visit yeah. (I hate flying, waiting for the TCA(TSA whatever there called) to take a break and I'm trying to figure what time of the year is good/cheap prices for flights.)

[poeticfaery]

ironicly ts about now or the dead of summer.