i am dying..shrivelled.. whithered,,

lets see... i am as the title would say...

sigh.. i am all sapped. say i am an arian. i am born in some shite period with a

shrivelled drought 100x that of estonia or any ofthose good sounding but truly wretched

places... i am so in the state of being sapped dry..

well.. enuff with the metaphors.. i am just in a sinewy mess..


i felt her.. i feel her.. and i want her.. and much more than that... she is one whom i

would dearly lay down my life for.. but yet somehow i am left bare.. its like.. here

stand.. (or sit) proclaiming that i love her.. but my inability to do anything to bring us closer makes me feel terribly inept.

i feel truly blessed.. and i would still remember.. that very moment that she hit me like a a quivering arrow buried deep.

but i feel like i am loosing it.

gosh.


well.. till i blog agai i guess