I lived just outside of Baltimore in Caytonsville with a Palastinian couple and their two children. It was a decent job, sweet kids.
The point of all this is to tell you about Old Ellicott City. God I loved that place. I loved the artsy feel it had. The way the people always seemed so real to me.
I never once was homesick for Texas when I lived there. Every day I'm home sick for Maryland.
It makes me wonder if maybe I didn't pass up the one chance I had to truely belong, or if maybe salvation is simply lying in wait on the east coast.
I need soulfull people. I need people who aren't afraid to be dark and mysterious. I need to be able to wear the same cute clothes I do, but be the quiet person that no one really understands, but knows something lies just beneath the surface. I want the look in my eyes to register with someone as that of a longing to just be. I want to be able to be silent, and yet understood. I want to be known as the one who always understands, who is always there.
I want, I want, I want.
Just call me Ms. Salt.
I got a funny feeling we missed a page or two somehow Ohh-ohhhh, Cinderella, maybe you could help us out Does the shoe fit you now
Through the years and the kids and the jobs
Hey hey, Cinderella, what's the story all about
We're older but no more the wise -- suzy bogguss -- |
Me, Me, Me!!! I moved to Maryland the day after I turned 18. Compared to the grassland I grew up in, it was a whole other, beautiful, world. I lived just outside of Baltimore in Caytonsville with a Palastinian couple and their two children. It was a decent job, sweet kids. The point of all this is to tell you about Old Ellicott City. God I loved that place. I loved the artsy feel it had. The way the people always seemed so real to me. I never once was homesick for Texas when I lived there. Every day I'm home sick for Maryland. It makes me wonder if maybe I didn't pass up the one chance I had to truely belong, or if maybe salvation is simply lying in wait on the east coast. I need soulfull people. I need people who aren't afraid to be dark and mysterious. I need to be able to wear the same cute clothes I do, but be the quiet person that no one really understands, but knows something lies just beneath the surface. I want the look in my eyes to register with someone as that of a longing to just be. I want to be able to be silent, and yet understood. I want to be known as the one who always understands, who is always there. I want, I want, I want. Just call me Ms. Salt.
Brief - 2007-07-05
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