I'm not good at this. But I don't want to fail, at this.

I've failed already. One, two semesters ago. I don't want to fail again.

I feel like Pam in those stairs.

I've been holding back tears, and I want to rant, but I don't have a Jim..

Who will say, "hey. hey." like he understands,

and then hugs, and kisses me anyway.


I guess I'm feeling a bit lonely.

Posted by chronicwind on February 14, 2012 at 11:33 PM | catch a feather
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