tubs.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
i spend the last 2 days all couped up in a hotel room with random people come and go,
the bed as my haven,pillows as friends..minds set free from all the drama that is happened.
out go those friends,marrried guys,friends with benefits,nags,lesbian shits.
as i soak myself again and again(6 times and total), fingers shriveled and pruned
trying to wash out those sins away,i tried oh hell i tried.
i cant run away anymore,i have to face it.
hard decisions to be made.
am really scared,seriously.
but if there one lesson learnt,is that some people are not what they seem.
and friends?
who really needs them anyways.
well maybe some.
