Why don't you be the artist and make me out of clay?
Why don't you be the writer and decide the words I say?
Monday, June 28, 2010
I'm feeling empty right now... Today so many things have gone from bad to worse...
Well, I guess this day is gonna be marked for a long time... And it's not likely I'll forget about it for a long time...
But there is only one thing that brought me up, even though I'm still drilling myself deeper into the ground. Even if I didn't make it, two other important people to me did...
What they say about me.
Tell me what you want to hear...
Those who matter...
Miss M brushes
like this one from