Nightmares plague me every night, haunting me in my sleep. I toss and turn, I wake up in tears, yet I don't remember much.
Snippets, snippets and snippets.... Photographs of my haunting dreams pieced up to tell a whole new story.
I feel vulnerable.
I feel exposed.
I feel... left alone.
Give me a box. I want to stay inside my box.
Sunday, April 09, 2006
::unprotected::
roaringly yours, ::jenn:: at 9:43 PM
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cannot lar... must find a long box since you are so tall!
- ivy
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