Musings
Monday, October 20, 2008 | 9:46 PM | 0 comments
Behind every mask;there is an actor.
Behind every heart;
there is a longing to trust and love without any betrayal.
Behind every shattered person;
there is a person who made them that way.
and the worst part is:
sometimes you can't tell them apart anymore.
like me.
I don't know who I am anymore...
