December 2010
1 post
Masks and Lies
The other day, she asked me what was wrong. She was obviously pretty concerned, and knew something wasn’t right. She got that from one, maybe two, statuses. You saw only a hint of something, and at the time, it was nothing, and everything. But it doesn’t matter. It never does. I’ll dash around and cater to your every hurt emotion, though you won’t let me truly help....