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Blurt #1 - Caffeine good.

Blurt #2 - Misery (mom) comes to town today. I'm glad she will harassing my brother this week instead of me.
 
I had a dream last night that my would've been stepson (he was killed in a car accident a little over three years ago) came and sat on the bed, and told me how glad he was to see his dad happy, and that he liked that I was good to his sister.

Made me feel good. :)
 
cloudy said:
I had a dream last night that my would've been stepson (he was killed in a car accident a little over three years ago) came and sat on the bed, and told me how glad he was to see his dad happy, and that he liked that I was good to his sister.

Made me feel good. :)


Very neat. :) :kiss: *hugs* :rose:
 
Dear Lord, Sweet Jesus, please give me strength.....

I know he's only been here a few hours....

How many days before my father leaves? 4?....4?.....Jesus fucking christ, I'll never survive.
 
cloudy said:
I had a dream last night that my would've been stepson (he was killed in a car accident a little over three years ago) came and sat on the bed, and told me how glad he was to see his dad happy, and that he liked that I was good to his sister.

Made me feel good. :)

That must be surreal, but in a good and comforting way.

And, Vana, we don't have to look far to find you. You're on our minds and in our hearts. :rose:
 
i really have to get my ass in gear. thing is, im happy being lazy.

"one more round boys, let the girls hear you.
one for the money, two for the teachers, three for the pretty girls in a row."
bette midler, you are my hero and i want to be you IF i ever grow up.
 
Bette Midler had grown up? I am so confuzzled. Oh and Vella I love that av
your smile is contagious.
 
feeeriek said:
Bette Midler had grown up? I am so confuzzled. Oh and Vella I love that av
your smile is contagious.
well, ta very much!
Bette...yeah. i love her ungrown up grown upness...i wanna be that.
 
I dont want to go, you cant make me.

Oh but i so need to go, my support- my comfort zone.

the place i can be all me, and nothing of me at the same time.

I can become completely transparent but wear an iron mask at the same time.

im scared of myself in that room. Scared of what i'll say of myself, scared of what i'll surprise and shock and sicken myself with. im scared of what they think, how they'll look at me. Will they feel disgusted? angry? no more so than i feel with myself.
 
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