echoes_s
Literotica Guru
- Joined
- Nov 23, 2003
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Have made me laugh, cry, bang my head on the keyboard groaning to bounce quickly back up and sigh in distress over fighting...but most of all made this a very hard place to leave.
You put up with me when in the deepest bowels of rancidity to nonsensical giddity, (excuse the spelling) rants and raves, drawn out emotional wilderness tweaks, whacked out unweeded whining (maybe I should go weedy...?)
and it all scares me to death that I care so much for so many people, not understanding
but in the end, I am grateful, extremely grateful to every loving, understanding and forgiving heart out there and just so you know, my nose is itching now...meaning tears are watering my eyes again....grrrr it always does that
I have never found a place more caring and full of beautiful, wonderful, loving people as here
and just
just want to say thank you...God I always used to run away, but I can't seem to from here, from you all and am finding it harder and harder to, and I am wanting to less and less.
and yes, I am going to be up and down, that is the nature of my illness, there....boo, the secret is out. There will be times you will not hear from me very much, or my muse will darken. When it is bad, I can't even read...How do I keep in touch then?
This I seriously am curious about, cause I dont want to post black poems here, cant focus...just say boo? Or disappear for a month or so until the worst is over?
I dont think it is fair to make friends then do this...maybe my thinking is wrong. Enlighten me oh great ones?
What do you do?
say times are tough, taking a break? Is that fair? See my confusion?
Ok, so I never said I think straight, but I have always claimed to be confused easily
I should put it in a disclaimer...guaranteed to confuse and be confused
You put up with me when in the deepest bowels of rancidity to nonsensical giddity, (excuse the spelling) rants and raves, drawn out emotional wilderness tweaks, whacked out unweeded whining (maybe I should go weedy...?)
and it all scares me to death that I care so much for so many people, not understanding
but in the end, I am grateful, extremely grateful to every loving, understanding and forgiving heart out there and just so you know, my nose is itching now...meaning tears are watering my eyes again....grrrr it always does that
I have never found a place more caring and full of beautiful, wonderful, loving people as here
and just
just want to say thank you...God I always used to run away, but I can't seem to from here, from you all and am finding it harder and harder to, and I am wanting to less and less.
and yes, I am going to be up and down, that is the nature of my illness, there....boo, the secret is out. There will be times you will not hear from me very much, or my muse will darken. When it is bad, I can't even read...How do I keep in touch then?
This I seriously am curious about, cause I dont want to post black poems here, cant focus...just say boo? Or disappear for a month or so until the worst is over?
I dont think it is fair to make friends then do this...maybe my thinking is wrong. Enlighten me oh great ones?

What do you do?
say times are tough, taking a break? Is that fair? See my confusion?
Ok, so I never said I think straight, but I have always claimed to be confused easily
I should put it in a disclaimer...guaranteed to confuse and be confused