| | My question to you is, how can you live with yourself? It isn't clear to me. The decisions you make are showing who you really are; lost, desperate, frustrated. What ever happened to the wholesome person you portray? It could be me reading the impressions you give off to me incorrectly, but I can say (with confidence) I am well aware of everything; I am able to read you like an open book. News to you, I am sure. So why feed me false information? It isn't satisfying my hunger. You are hurting no one but yourself, dear. You hold a different character within you for each person you come across. I want to know who is playing the part. Who is behind the scenes. Every time I look into your eyes I can see the undying need to be loved. This character that you are playing is not you. This is not who I know. Then again, I could be overanalyzing the situation. But this is what I see. |
| | Posted 3/9/2009 10:27 PM - 4 Views - 0 eProps - 0 comments
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