Sunday, February 4, 2007
ragdoll. thats reminds me of a doll who gets left unnoticed in the shelf, gets left behind by the world. covered in dust, watching silently as her dear mistress plays with other, prettier dolls. abandoned. thats the feeling isnt it? im a ragdoll, and i dont mind at all.
i envy those who have a perfect life but dont appreciates it. but i admire those who have tougher lives but yet struggles on, never bowing down to fate, or people who looks down them. stupid girl, so where is my place?
6:33 PM