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Okay really you are going to tell me that. No..no.... That doesn't make it better. Ah.....sigh I give up.
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Sigh, I would say I give up on making friends because people end up hurting me when they get too close, but then I'd get lonely, find someone I thought was amazing, spend all my time and effort only for them to burn me like the last. Then I get lonely again. Several people over the years told me I should open up and let people see the "real" me. Well I was the real me for years, and I only show it to people who i trust most. I guess I was right though, no body likes the "real" me so I'll stick to my masks.


I'm sorry. I think you're really nice. HUGS
If someone has a crystal ball, can you tell me when I might get better? Please?
Today I feel like my body is not my own anymore. Will I ever get better? It doesn't feel like it.

easy

extreme cold I die in the heat and humidity! lmao

soup or salad
Elliot and anyone who is sick or hurting or in pain right now.

Hope we all get and feel better soon.

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Today I feel older because it's my birthday smile


Happy birthday hon!! -@

Hope it was wonderful!!

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Thank you! It was a wonderful birthday :)

Today I feel at ease because I am truly happy these days


I'm very happy for you. xooxxo

Anger is like drinking poison and expecting it to harm the other person.
lmao too funny Colors of the Wind!


Zombies


London or Paris
Today I feel like crap because I am sick as a dog and still tired/stressed.
I miss Elliot as well.
You have brains in your head.
You have feet in your shoes.
You can steer yourself 
any direction you choose. 
You're on your own. 
And you know what you know.
And YOU are the one who'll decide where to go....

Dr. Seuss
Today I feel loved and cherished because I luckily found an amazing guy who is faithful and loves me
I love cherry blossoms. so I am sorry if cherry blossoms are in most of my stories.
We Were Soldiers

G: I know who you are, Peter Quill, and I am not some starry-eyed waif here to succumb to your... your pelvic sorcery!