Love, and I use the term loosely, is a
bitch and it
seems to be a
recurring theme in
my life. Quite frankly, I'm through with it. It does me no good--a bunch of wanting and giving. And for what? Nothing, but anxiety and heartache. What am I complaining about though? I look at the problems of others and mine seem so trivial. Quit tormenting yourself
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I'm not sure what to tell you about it all, or even if you care what I have to say. But I will tell you that you are a good person. What have you done evil, wrong? Do you rape and kill children? No. You are a good person, maybe you just can't see the goodness inside you yet.
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Love: Jim in bold poem thing was deep.
Bitch: =\
Seems: Yeah that's pretty obvious.
To be, recurring, theme, my, life... yeah.
One thing; did you perchance hear me talking afterschool today?
- SEW23.
P.S. Happy? I logged back on to this abandoned name to read this and comment... for you. Todos para tu'.
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