Tuesday, March 31, 2009

She had friends but never the kind who she could really talk to about everything.
I think that’s all she really wants. Sometimes she see’s herself in a place that isn’t like this at all.
And she isn’t ever really there. She never spends more than a minute. Only to look for the other sock and sometimes not even that.

1 comment:

Mary said...

This is really cool. Is this about someone you know or just something you thought of?