The Anchor
This is the picture..of an old anchor lying by the creek..Old & rusty..uncared for..
Off-late i am feeling terrible..Excessive control over my life..Why did u drink..when & whom did u go out with..Why don't u eat home..Come back home befre 11:00 pm..I am 25 and i think i know what's right & what is wrong...
I need a break..No fone calls..no restrictions..just the cool breeze..the good music..your best bud.
Life is short..if i am to live it the way my folks want me to..i would rather start off on my own..
Hoping that things can change..
Saturday, November 10, 2007
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