voluptuary_manque
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*Long, slow, exhale of relief while still keeping fingers crossed and candles lit*
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OH! Much better news that I was expecting, thank you, Odessa!
That ex of hers really needs some comeuppance.


OH! Much better news that I was expecting, thank you, Odessa!
That ex of hers really needs some comeuppance.
Agreed. And yeah, it sounds like something really... interesting... happen to her ex.
Still in my thoughts and prayers.
(My dad used to pull that crap, too. Using us as a weapon. It's a sign of real immaturity and insecurity.)




You know, I really had no idea that migraines could be so dangerous. I thought they were just very bad headaches. I didn't even know they knew what caused them or that they had any physiological effects.
You know, I really had no idea that migraines could be so dangerous. I thought they were just very bad headaches. I didn't even know they knew what caused them or that they had any physiological effects.
You know, I really had no idea that migraines could be so dangerous. I thought they were just very bad headaches. I didn't even know they knew what caused them or that they had any physiological effects.

Like hell baby doll
but as I was telling some one just a moment ago----
Everyday above ground is a good one
they are going to be doing more studies of my brain, brain stem, cervical and thoracic spine this coming week - the doc is very concerned - especially since these meds seriously mucked with every function I have- but mainly my heart and kidneys....still cannot walk more than three feet without losing balance and hurting myself. And the endless never ending incessant I ought to be used to it by now gad nabit migraine.... I keep PRAYING HOPING GROVELING for a reprieve a cure or something -
but
stands here -
furious with body
and so damned upset that my hopes and plans are for naught
I must bow - out
and accept with some semblance of grace that I simply cannot tax myself nor my body in such a way as to travel and party and have a better time than looking at green grey hospital walls or the pale blue walls and shuttered windows of my bedroom. I have been living in a twilight world of no music nor sound raised above mere speech. Where the flickering of a candle sends me to my knees.
It sucks. Almost as bitter as seville oranges.
I am writing Sarah in just a moment.
I ask that you ALL Have an incredible time and Have A Ciroc Vodka Shot for me. And if we should meet one day - you can compare the kisses given for me with the real thing![]()
