What if you were to wake up one day, and find out everything you've experienced all the years before, were just one giant dream? What if tomorrow, or any time right now, really, you just wake up, and you're suddenly in a different bed, different house, different family, different everything?
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
You don't know what you do to me.
Stupid words, they never come out right. I have no idea who you are, what you want, what you expect of me, what you want from me, what you may do to me. I swear I know you. I swear we think alike. We're so different, how could we not combine?
Rambled By : angela at just about 5:10 AM
Describing yourself is a difficult thing. I'm horrible at it, for one. What is this blog, you ask? Or maybe you didn't. I'm going to pretend you did.
This blog, my good sir or madam, is hopefully somewhere to vent, talk, try to figure out the most complicated of things.
Rambled By : angela at just about 3:05 AM