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Where is everybody? I hate the time difference..Theres no one on when I am!! I hate this..
I feel like sitting in a room full of fellow souls with clever banter going back and forth. Passing around the coffee and watching the smoke rise up.....
Is it possible for someone to actually be happier when they're crazy? Or maybe the fact that I think it is possible, means that I still am crazy?...
What to do with myself?...
I was drenched in tears by this point. My hair was sticking to my face. My tears were everywhere, my nose was running. Snot and tears. He heard me moan and cry in pain, yet he fucked me harder and harder. He'd continue to talk and even ask questions,...
People hear without...
just waiting to be taken over...
Not me...
Well i guess all mysterious epiphanies can be lost. He decided to start whoring himself around again. I was stupid and i completely regret my actions, thinking he would actually be willing to try for me, and be happy i was willing to come and be with him...
http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20070824/ap_on_sc/universe_hole;_ylt=AjaNoyQPluMw2t4yMkXUD11vieAA

Wierd....
This is just me getting some thoughts out....
Just talking about how I can't explain my feelings in person and how it's all my fault....
I wake up on the other side of the bed holding a pillow you slept on.
The scent is fading away
I crawl out of bed and look in the mirror at the sad face that misses you
I know this cannot be forever
The baby is up down the hall...
life seems so empty sudenly...i have everything in place ... great kids at home, a loving family... but still nothing to do.... or is it just me...wallowing in..almost diving into this nothingness.welcoming...or as a long lost friend embraces u...
If you were a container, what kind of container would you be and what would be in it?

This was a questioned asked during a group therapy session when I was in the "Booby Hatch" years ago. This was art therapy and I was to draw my answer to th...
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