P.S: The 14th's not happening.
Friday, 9 May 2008 11:21 pm
Just when I thought I might have found THE person to sew up my savagely cut heart, I'm dealt with another blow. A blow that has stabbed my weakly pulsing heart square in the centre. An injury so deep that it'll take all that I have to get me through this turmoil. Gone are the days of a free-hearted girl. My guard's up. My heart is being protected by a moat, Rapunzel-like tower and gorgeous knights in shining armour. Men, I don't want you.
P.S: The 14th's not happening....
P.S: The 14th's not happening.