what happens when we run out of things to talk about?
Wednesday, February 07, 2007
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My sanctuary, my prison. Join me as I release the emotions from the gates of my soul
If You Must Know...
- Erica
- Do you really care if I write anything about myself? Does it matter if I am married? Does it matter if I am a generally good person? Does it matter that I will do anything to make my friends happy? Does it matter that I am stuck in a situation that I can not fix? If it does to you than great. If not than it doesn't matter to me. I am kind hearted yet I don't trust easy. I have been hurt and I have hurt. I believe that you only get what you put into something. Sometimes thought, what you get isn't what you want I am lost without my friends. I don't think they are lost without me. Writing is my outlet, the very place where I can say what I want and get everything off of my chest. I don't write for others, only for me. I mean not to offend but it might happen. I make no apologies for what I write. (Unless it is misunderstood but even still that is not my fault. As a friend of mine says, what you find on these pages is me. Nothing more nothing less. So welcome...
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