Every mark has a meaning, every tear owns no feeling...its like a cycle, we run to the things that always hurt us and stay clear of those that make us smile....we have friends but we select the enemies advice, we have hearts but we always leave them out to break....
we are supposed to care about those closest to us, to hold dear things that make us happy.....am slowly letting tat one good thing in my life slip away....its disappearing from me and i hate that...it is the one thing that puts a smile on my face, the one thing that takes me away from all the shit around me...it keeps me sane in my insane world...
he holds me down...holds me together but now because she chose to come in between i'm scared.....*kaberia* means a lot to me...and for many reasons he's all i want...he keeps my head on my shoulders....
am not leaving you...i want you in my life always...i want you there to help me cry, to laugh with me, to help me scream, to make me stop scarring me.....BRING ME BACK TO LIFE......
We are making a mark!!!
