i wish the movie death becomes her was real and me and babs could live forever, jk. we are both bad actors. hahah

i just don't know how to explain the things i have felt, and how i am feeling now. things change, and it's hard to remember that you have only just been you. but really, sometimes i feel like i am on the run. and i have no idea how to get home without someone finding out who i was.
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You are so wise and insightful Chris, I wish I had this wisdom how do I extract this from my daily lessons? show me the way I am drowning in a vat of oil-(not virgin olive oil either) but black alter egos shadows oil.
help!!! help!!
-jamaica
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