11-20-2009, 07:06 AM
*pats Kitty on the back awkwardly* We had something like that happen to our research papers. Except, it was more that the evening computer techs forgot to replace the ink cartridge.
I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired. Everytime I breathe in, I feel like it's not getting in completely and then I start coughing like hell.
I stare at the girl in the mirror: T-shirt, torn up jeans, no beauty queen.
But the way that you see me, you get underneath me, and all my defenses just fall away, fall away.
I am beautiful with you, even in the darkest part of me. I am beautiful with you;
Make it feel the way it's supposed to be!
You're here with me: Just show me this and I'll believe I am beautiful with you!