Jun 12, 2009 13:16
Sitting, head in hands, again. I knew it was a risk. Can't get anything done. I want to attack. I want to hide. I want to go back to a safe time that never really was. I want to know better ... Hope is not my friend.
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Sadly, things are not better. It's just taking a bit of time for her to work out the details.
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