(**Note From the Bagle**): This is me expressing myself because of something that happened to me.
And then, it happened. My hopes and dreams became shattered. Glass shards thrown askew, and thrown into the garbage. And that's all. But for me, it was so tragic for such a small thing. I couldn't control the raging winds of the hurricane of emotions wildly going inside me.
Nobody understood.
I couldn't face the fact that It happened. Before, I thought that I would have blown something like this off, but now that I have experenced It I kneel down and cry at my own self-pity, and I just want to collaps from fear.
Why did this happen to me? Why did I let this happen? I so honestly regret this ever happening.
So, the next time you spill a glass of milk, glass flying and the creamy milk dribbles on your feet, don't freak out. Thank you.
 Fluffy_Cranberry_Bagle · Fri Jan 19, 2007 @ 11:23pm · 4 Comments |
