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[dyng2bealive]

I feel myself slipping, like a child trying to climb a slide in socks. Down below, my old familiar surroundings. I needed to get away, so climbed this slide. And at the top, hands, grabbing me, bringing me to new heights. But now these hands of support are so distant. I cannot remain here in their absence. And so, my steady, sure descent begins. I

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[anonymous]

don't let the hungry wolves get you honey. you can make it through this year. you will grow and learn from your wolves. just don't disapear into the shadows. use this year to discover yourself, just like you did this summer. at the begining of the summer you were a budded rose, with so many hurtful thorns holding you back. but now you are growing into a beautiful rose with a your own self-scent. find your self-sense, hold onto it, never let go. become the flurished flower you are ment to be. and i promise, the right someone will come along someday, discover your beautiful treasure, and pick you and love you, for you, for real. keep going!!! and remember we are only just a phone call or type away. she is still here for you. <3 lisa/lulu!

[anonymous]

glad to know im now a wolf without a best friend

[dyng2bealive]

my wolves are not necessarily people.

[anonymous]

I still miss my best friend...