From Rags To.....Raggedy..
I want to be followed....is that weird? (0_0)..
I can’t explain it. Everytime I feel depressed because I’m alone, I just push what little people I do have around me away. It’s like I just wanna be left alone…but being alone is the very reason I feel this way in the first place!
Really…..how stupid is that?
Especially when it is literally spilled milk.
On our way back from Walmart, we have to hop a tall gate. Now, this normally doesn’t pose an issue, but the real challenge lies in getting the groceries over the fence that are too heavy, too big, or too fragile. The main concern is usually the eggs,…
What’s sad is when the times up, I know nothing will happen…so why am I still counting?
as long as my aim is to only move forward..then I can’t help but get to where I’m going eventually.
or is it I’m just looking everywhere but where I last had it? *SIGH*….I just don’t see it being there anymore either…FUCK! I hate losing something I really want. I could say it’s a case of, “If you lost it, it wasn’t that important” but….I’d just be lying to myself.
