I can't escape it
It leaves me frail and worn
Can no longer take it
Senses tattered and torn

Some days, I feel like I am doing EVERYTHING wrong.

I can't believe what you said to me
Last night when we were alone
You threw your hands up
Baby you gave up, you gave up

As you can see, I've kind of abandoned this blog.

BUT I made a new blog, and you don't have to be a member of anything to read it or comment on it!!

http://zorroblog.wordpress.com/

It's a blog about my new horse, and our journey together :-)

I think I need help.

It's a really, really sad world when one of my little brother's College 101 classmates is shot only a few blocks from campus.

I had a dream about an apocalypse, and there were a few interesting quirks, so I thought I'd post it.

( Teh Dreem! )

I'm officially in love with Jango.

It's the end of the semester (two weeks left), and I really cannot even believe how much work I have to do ( Read more... )

Forget about your silly whim,
It doesn't fit the plan.