Friday, May 28, 2010

"You know when you're in a car and you glance out the window and it seems as though you're flying past everything?"


"Yea?"


"That's what it feels like, every day. Except I'm those trees; that highway marker. I'm standing still and life is rushing past me, 50 miles per hour in the wrong direction."





"Then close your eyes."

{[ Nice, eh? Hehe, came up with it:DD *self praise*] Why must this be happening to me? Just believe me. That's all I ask of you. }

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