Campfyre Stories

Campfyre Stories
Make yourself comfy and listen to a tale or two.
Adulteress no more.

Those grapes were probably sour anyway.

May 14th, 2005

Broken hearted.  He didn’t call.  I don’t want to go out by myself anymore.

This sucks all around.

I just want to cry.

Here, have an excerpt from my latest song:

Nobody ever lives happily ever after
Those words from fairy tales, they only feed our dreams
And so we fall asleep with visions of Prince Charming
But in the real world, who really knows what that means.

~FG };`^<

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