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Perfected :: Her Body :: Greek Necessity :: Deep Throats :: Scrolls
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In Hiding
If there was a way for me to hide from all of this, I would take it. I can't do this. I can't worry about money and my job and my university work and this. The thought of leaving and re-entering a life in which I have to be at least something resembling functional makes me rigid with fear and sick to my stomach. If there was some way to avoid all this, I would do it like a shot. I've never not wanted to go back before. Even at Christmas, when I knew that my little reprieve from the crushing black wave I could not escape from was only temporary, still I wanted to go back and get my life in order. Now..I don't know if I can do it. I suspect, if it comes down to it, that I can't.______________________________we have come so far :: it is over
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Accomplishment :: The Moon :: Toga :: Night Flower
Happy Families Welcome to Edinburgh Airport Welcome to Edinburgh Airport Snow, at last wishing only wounds the heart
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