quastion of the day:
if your love was a butterfly in a cage,
and you let it out
would it fly away?
song of the day: When September Ends
my write:
i think i know you
i did verry well
everything youd think
and every little smell
was it a lie
everything i know
the truth never scece to grow
diary time:
im so confused on what i feel
i learn every day ,a secrit i wasint suposed to.
and my love...is well..idk i think he might love someone else
who loves him,but i do to!
suddently he wont talk to me.
and things at home arnt better ,by a long shot!
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"The soul which has no fixed purpose in life is lost; to be everywhere, is to be nowhere."
-Michel de Montaigne
-Michel de Montaigne