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to annie, from nell 3:01 p.m. annie I don't want to answer your questions anymore. I don't know the answers to my problems, okay? and does it matter so much that I don't want to talk about them? Would you stop asking if you knew how disgusted I felt? There. I said it. It disgusts me to talk about that with you. I hate the way you look at me. The secrets are too dark, the pain too deep to utter. And I don't want to tak about it. It'll go away soon, if I'm patient. So keep your mouth shut. Please. Becuase it hurts. nell |
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