slipshod_masquerade deb hang up the phone withered smile upon these lips- i can't hold out anymore i crumble to the countertop while the kitten gazes up and a sliver of what's been sealed within slips to the surface but i'm not allowed to cry i'm stronger than that~ or am i? it took all my strength this morning to even get out of my bed- i could curl up there forever i'm so tired so dreadfully tired but sleep eludes me as easily as smiles do four months twelve days thirteen hours and this will all be over or just beginning however you want to look at it still, too long 010329 what's it to you? who go blather from