Sometimes you get to a place in your life and you can't remember exactly how the fuck you managed to get there. You look around at the once friendly faces and wonder, "When did he/she start to hate me a little? And, why, if that's the case, am I still here? What am I doing? Why does this shit even bother me?" I have asked these questions a
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I stumbled upon you by accident two or three years ago. Your pictures are amazing. At that time you were the most magnificent red head that I had ever seen. Thank you for that. You are not alone in much of your thought processes. I am here to say that it does in fact get better.
You made me smile at the high maintance comment.
Things will get better. They did for me. They can for you. Just be you but adapt and continue to adapt.
Your lecherous older stalker... (just kidding..... maybe.)
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I'm sorry to hear things are going so poorly. I wish I knew what to say, but I don't. I don't know, maybe this is all telling you it's time to move on to something new, be it a new place, new project, new faces, maybe a bit of all.
Hang in there. I know it's cliche, but things will get better. They always do somehow.
Oh, and that handgun thing, try not to shoot anybody. The paperwork is HELL :D
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This is for you. I did renditions of several pics you posted in 2004/05 on your lj.
Here's the link to one:
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**sends you good vibes**
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*hugs*
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