Having a job does not make you exempt from helping around the house. I could use a little help, especially since I can't move without pain. Trash, dishes, yard--stuff that has to be taken care of...I feel so used and helpless...

Current Mood: aggravated

Dear you,
Without you knowing my love for you is slowly turning into hate.My Wishes Scattered all over the ground as I saw the real you,one of the others.My Heart Can't be put back together.Pieces were lost in the past. It's not the same anymore.I watched myself fall in love and I'll watch myself forget you and pile you up with my past. I'll sit here, no tears, and watch the world pass me by.

Sincerely,
Another Lost Soul

Current Mood: creative