missytferrari
sitting nonchalantly wondering if life really is like that box of cholesterol ridden sweetened chocolates. not wanting to be excluded, knowing that i was never good enough the sport of life has me passed out and beat i dont want to admit defeat. Fighting against the wood that has been placed under my bottom i am splintered and bleeding from its unforgiving exterior sometimes its better to be superior when being inferior hurts as much as this.