Living is pain.
Love is a drug, an anaesthetic for that pain.
When love dies, it causes the worst withdrawal ever.
And pain of life once again hits you in the face like a steel-plated boot.
Joined: June 2003
Posts: 1991
Location: Southern Oregon Coast
18 Aug 2003 07:34
Another great one Deviant, but sheesh that's gotta hurt!
_______________ I long to accomplish a great and noble task, but it is my chief duty to just try and keep control over this group of bozo's at the Nut house errr...Clubhouse! --Guilty Pleasures Chief of Bozo's