aprilraven said:i will walk to the emotional grave, head held high.. blindfolded from within by a love so weathered and burdened..... headed down the path to my scarred and wounded soul... alone and battered....
( dang, that was pretty good, 'eh??)
Damn ... now I know I'm going to be drunk when we meet at the park later. Sheesh.
Thanks.
*searches for pills ... *
*down with poopie is propped against pole*
(I'll be back, Verbs ... don't give up on me ...)



