Trixies in the Wind
Thats a propar title. Im fighting for so much... to find
the surface.. for air to breathe.. where i belong...to get
this ungodly war between my parents over... get this whole
jessi nick daniel thing over... get steven to stop likeing
me... get myself to start likeing my mom, and be able to
deal with not having matt all the time.
matt, you are so sweet, I have no idea how i got so lucky
and get to have you as my own, and i promise you, if its in
my juristiction to decide so, i am never ever ever leaving
you. I love you.
My new coined phrase: Im still alive, arent I?