Monday, June 23, 2008

Where is that beautiful life I yearn for?
The one where flowers blossom and fruits are beared.
I yearn for my dream job and my dream house.
Just like a Barbie doll with her spouse.
Where is my Ken?
My knight in -oh-so-shining armor.
He whom will sweep me off my feet and gallop down the pastures and meadows.
Down and up rolling hills.
All the way to our castle.
what did i do so wrong that you had to leave me alone ... at 12:59 PM
0 people in the crowd heard my words
0 people in the crowd heard my words