The Isolated Blurt Thread

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Trying to pull my self together, between time zones in my body and checking out I head for coffee, looking pretty dishevelled. Left coffee desk feeling very happy; I either look way better than I thought or he felt sorry for me, I got my coffee free :). I have enjoyed lots of aspects of America :)

Are you together now? And was the coffee good? There's a reason they give bad coffee away.....
(I ramble on...)
 
The weird thing about death and love, is the love doesn't die, it's just in a kind of suspended animation and perhaps becomes less exclusive, if it ever was, over time.
 
Grown women who refer to themselves or each other as "queen" or "my queen" get on my last fucking nerve.
 
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