baggage's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Magdalena In almost all cases, my anger is merely a facade for some deep-seated demon: Perhaps insecurity. Perhaps frustration. And, in between the minutes of normal existence, I slip my hands into pockets of darkness and amaze my good intentions with how good it feels to my skin. I want to bring it out, give it shape, and give it the power to make those decisions, that I'm much too honest to make. 9:31 p.m. - 2002-12-17 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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