september 19, 2003
caught in a stone || pg
"All the worry lines already engraved on her young forehead were wiped away by the hand of sleep. A snag of guilt caught me. Those worry lines were my fault. They were my doing."
*g*
campbell's cream of mushroom soup
questionable sanity
radio interview
tangled emotions
the key
untold secret
water anyone?
*pg*
at christmas
candy girl ++ mandy moore is ridiculed in this story
cigarette smoke, old age
destination: india
my boys
never thought
pain in my heart
the confused and twisted writings of a lost soul
valentine's day
with me
*pg13*
never another