he's coming back. something i used to look forward to. - not anymore. maybe it's because of the state we're in? you, me and him. what rights do i have? I'm like him. he's like me. we're both trapped. he has got determination while i don't. you dislike the way i handle this. but what else can i do? if only it can be simple as a packet of Viceroy. out of the so-many-if-only-s i've written, how many became reality?
none that i remember of.
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it's not always rainbows and butterflies, it's compromise that moves us along |
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