I find myself wanting one of the men nearest to me; one of the only. I hate this, knowing there is no reciprocation on his end, no hope. I just know the truth. And i hate the truth. A girl can only fantsize for so long before it drives her mad...and i find myslef unable to find that confortablility i once had around him. It's maddening and inspiring. Ugh. I hate this.
Posted by Angel_BM21 on 2008-02-20 13:33:21 | Rating: | Views: 47