i'm sorry you are lonely dear. it comes and goes... this to will pass.. i wish i had something of worth to say.. you are always so good at saying great things to me.. *thinks of you*
i know the feeling. for me it can be really intense and last days, other times it goes by like a breeze: one minute i want to fly the car off the highway, the next a song i like comes on the radio and i'm estatic.
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