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I haven't been on here in years.
But I need to write this, somewhere, anywhere.
I'm trapped.
My mother has Narcissistic Personality Disorder.
I'm certain. There is no way she can't have it. It's getting worse with age. I've read, and read and read about it, and many other mental disorders to make sure this is it. And it is. It has to be.
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I can't remember the last thing I wrote.
Things are strange.
I'm very much in Love all over again. Truly, madly, deeply so.
He loves me.
It's Alex. Yeah, good old Alex from all those years ago.
I have never ever made been this happy by someone before. Five months in and it's just as beautiful as ever. And even more wonderfully so, he is still nice to ( Read more... ) -
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Well, spank my ass and call me Judy, it's been about a millenium since I updated ( Read more... ) -
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I'm not as nice as people think I am.
Not at all.
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Well.
Turns out I'm having an emotional moment.
Woe.
Why the fuck can nothing be simple?
Why do I fucking hate my degree? Why am I not looking forward to going back to study the one thing in life I used to love more than anything else?
Why has any and all confidence I once had in my ability been stripped away? Why am I too complacent to ever to do ( Read more... ) -
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I may find it useful to not fucking get it on with all the guys that I find myself alone with ( Read more... ) -
Introducing...
When you break up with someone, you usually get a whole array of lines from people intended to cheer you up.
"I'll beat him up for you?"
"Tell him your pregnant to scare him!"
"Get jiggy with his best friend, the ultimate revenge!"...
Who'd have thought that one of these light-hearted, well meant lines would so very nearly become a truth.
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I think...
I may be playing with fire.
I may not.
I don't know.
God.