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Was it really worth it.I ask myself this every night.Was it really worth it.
As I lay there thinking of the choices Ive made. If the choice I made was for my heart or my family. Deep down I have to admit, I felt something there. A spark, a flame of desire. But was it because my judgment was clouded? Was it because I longed to be held in someones arms? Was it because my aching heart wanted more to life then family? Or simply because I wanted to know what it was like to be loved. Tears fill my eyes as I look back at my life, and ask myself, Did I make the right choice? Was it worth hurting those I he


Sometimes....Sometimes I lay in bed, on nights I cant put my wondering mind to rest, and wonder about things at could have been. I have made mistakes that cost more then I wanted them to. Weather it was a friend, someone close, or pushed them away by my mistakes. Im not going to sit here today and say all of my choices cause more hurt then pain. The memories are still hidden deep within my thoughts, the feeling of a heart wanting so much that it has lost. Many know this feeling; many also try to hide whats truly there. Sometimes I cry myself to sleep when I think about the people I have hurt, or being hurt by the one who said he truly loSometimes....
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Sorry for my English...
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Anyone can be an artist, weather its at heart, or at mind. An artist is an artist, and all have a chance to prove themselves. And all are good artist's in my eyes. Ooo do i smell cookies?!
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Come and get it! It's a running buffet!
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Anyone can be an artist, weather its at heart, or at mind. An artist is an artist, and all have a chance to prove themselves. And all are good artist's in my eyes. Ooo do i smell cookies?!
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'Now we are free'
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Anyone can be an artist, weather its at heart, or at mind. An artist is an artist, and all have a chance to prove themselves. And all are good artist's in my eyes. Ooo do i smell cookies?!
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Feel free to enter in my fantasy world.
Flo0'
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Anyone can be an artist, weather its at heart, or at mind. An artist is an artist, and all have a chance to prove themselves. And all are good artist's in my eyes. Ooo do i smell cookies?!
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