Monday, August 22, 2011

Hanging by a thread and I'm scared to let go.


My soul was crying the sh-t out while you are over there happy and gung-ho and all.
I'm so, so, so sick of tired of everything.

'Don't walk behind me, I may not lead. Don't walk in front of me, I may not follow. Just walk beside me and be my friend.
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