Tuesday, June 20, 2006

and now the pain has cut too deep...

it seems that for every single good moment in my life, there must be eight bad ones immediately behind it. i knew my good mood in nyc was too powerful to sustain me for very long. quite frankly, i'm getting tired of the charade.

~cfc

I'm living in an empty room
With all the windows smashed
And I've got so little left to lose
That it feels just like I'm walking on broken glass

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

i left you a vm, text and no replies... i am here if you need anything...

y.