One True Thing

Theres this hollow quiet place in my head where I keep turning when I'm hurt or tired or angry. I looked there today and found a huge dusty pile of questions. Things I wasn't sure I wanted to know.

Why? How? When? Is it okay?

I'm 21, go me, right? Why does it feel empty.

It was my birthday, I should have what I want on my birthday, the most important to me day of the year, but what neither of them seem to understand is that I can't get them to give me what I want. Because neither boy is really okay with me dating the other.

Why me?




	One True Thing in the ocean of noise Home Get Email Updates not the passenger and somewhere alfie smiles I used to have a hamster tree and the man with the golden gun lily is dancing on the table the room of the banished poet but you're not here I want to paint it black if you can come to california till human voices wake us Email Me Admin Password Remember Me 6128 Curiosities served Share on Facebook				2003-02-16 2:57 PM Even heroes have the right to dream... Previous Entry :: Next Entry Mood: thoughtful Read/Post Comments (3) Theres this hollow quiet place in my head where I keep turning when I'm hurt or tired or angry. I looked there today and found a huge dusty pile of questions. Things I wasn't sure I wanted to know. Why? How? When? Is it okay? I'm 21, go me, right? Why does it feel empty. It was my birthday, I should have what I want on my birthday, the most important to me day of the year, but what neither of them seem to understand is that I can't get them to give me what I want. Because neither boy is really okay with me dating the other. Why me? Read/Post Comments (3) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top