where do dreams go when they die...or rather, become lost? Is there a place for them to go? Or do they never leave the person, but they are just buried underneath the more negativity's of life?
I am searching for mine. I know the elementary answer, but I want more than that.
I need more than that-for it is essential to my happiness.
I just wanted to say that I really love the smell of soap. By the way. Totally random, but I do!!
Friday, January 1, 2010
A good question...
Posted by :::::MyRaNDa:::::THE sWeETeSt GiRl at 5:55 AM
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