Friday, December 12, 2008
Me.
I guess that all this while was just foreplay. Things are starting to heat up. And it will be over in 4 days. Can't wait to free myself from your dreadful clutches. It's really killing me. Sittin all day, lookin at you. Yea, I know it. You might be feelin the same way. I don't want to. But... You are like my own personal brand of heroin.Yea. I'm tryin to control myself everytime tryin not to see you. But no. I always manage to get a glimpse of you somewhere. Then I would get this sudden wave of emotions, all runnin through me at the same time. I would feel high. A good thing. But it would take time for me to get sober and face the harsh truth of reality. And then we meet again in my dreams and it starts all over again.So until then, goodbye, Jack S. Paulding Anthony Ricky Roy O' Wells.
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