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May 22, 2012 00:31


We sat on the rock, sweaty and out of breath. We talked, both bipolar, words overlapping each others. "I used to be bulimic"...pause. Shock and interest ran through me. He explained his experience and I could feel myself closing up, not knowing how to react. All I can think is "I think I'm falling in love with you".

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jillmarie4780 May 22 2012, 13:19:56 UTC
How beautiful! Is this a poem or reality? Or both?

Hugs, Jill xo

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alliaddiction December 20 2012, 20:51:21 UTC
Both dear!
Thank you :)

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