Why do you choose your pain
If you only knew
How much I love you, Love you
I won't be your winter
I won't be anyone's excuse to cry
And we can be forgiven
And I will be here.
He says when you gonna make up your mind
When you gonna love you as much as I do
When you gonna make up your mind
Cause things are gonna change so fast
All the white horses are still in bed
I tell you that I�ll always want you near
You say that things change my dear
Monday, Sept. 23, 2002 at 10:42 p.m.
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Egh... Have been playing around with html again. So now most of my diary is all screwed up but I'm too tired to fix it right now. I'm too tired to write much of anything right now as well. This is just a short entry for anyone who reads this (I doubt anyone does) just to let you know I'm alive. I realy need to get some sleep so I can get back in the swing of things. But rest assured, I will be back, I need to write about what happened this past weekend. That is for another time though. Adjo, and as always, take care.