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Past, Present and Future
Yesterday i had an interesting conversation with the Angel's friend Chris. It opened up a little hidden drawer in my heart... Making me realize that changing my name back to McCarthy did not make me a McCarthy immediatelly.
Yesterday the Angel told me he loved me. I was in 7th heaven when he did that. Oh, how I miss him... I want to hold him in my arms, just rocking him and whispering sweet nothings... I miss my sweet man...
There was so much I wanted to write, but not now, I cannot do it. I will need to find something to eat, and maybe sleep a little. While the Angel is so sick I cannot see him anyway. But I don't dare to sleep... Bad news always come while I am sleeping....
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