I feel as though I should put all my problems down on paper - or rather my handy dandy word processor. I worry so much on what my loved ones think of me. I worry if I am not going live up to the expectations of the ones around me. Shiloh and I used to be best friends. More than best, we always talked about what we'd do together when our lives
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All I can really say is good luck fining your way, even though we all walk a dark path that's so hard to follow with the little light we get from the lamp that guides us.
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