Wednesday, July 26, 2006

Fears

I think of that song by John Mayer about How You Have To Rise Above. Man O man this failure has to see her relatives next week.

I just wish my life was better than what it was.

1 Comments:

At 7:19 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

It hurt my heart to hear you call yourself a failure. You are very brave. You have inspired me to be a better writer and to take more chances.
I also noticed recently that underneath all your humor, you are quite beautiful. Your hands remind me of the ones I've seen in Renaissance Paintings. You are made in the father's image. He made you beautiful to Him. You have uncommon beauty. I feel lucky to see it. Life isn't going to be made or lost if you burnt fries, right? In a year will they remember it? In five years, will you?

 

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