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September 2011
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April 2011
3 posts
We are young
it’s the little things that happen each day that let you know who your true friends are. Not the ones that walk away from you or the ones that don’t get it when you try to say something. It’s the ones that feel your pain, the ones that try to understand what you go through, the ones that walk you through it. Those are the ones that are worth sticking with. I’ve been having...
May 2010
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I just felt like the Sharks need to be exposed,...
April 2010
3 posts
I love it when
someone notices that you’re just not quite yourself. They bug you about it until you just can’t take it anymore and then they stop asking you. Then the next day, they sit down with you and ask you if everything was alright, assuming that you’re in a better mood to talk about it. Just because they can’t stand that you weren’t yourself. And they were considerate enough...
Depression Episode
You punched a hole, to my emptiness. And somehow, I felt the pain. And I’m suffering in it right now. It’s a pain right below my throat, above my breast. The length from one side of my underarms to the other. It’s a feeling of pain and guilt. Pain that you gave me, guilt that I have for being so stupid. The emptiness was already there from my adolescent years that made me begin...
February 2010
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