"I am sure i don't know what you're talking about" "I'm sure you do!" "Sure,....One can never really be sure."
People would ask me, while caressing my hands, why my hands are so soft and smooth. I would reply, 'These hands have never seen a days work'. Now i say, 'Because i don't let people touch me!' as i jerk my hand away!
i have a bruise on my left fore-arm. it started off typical for a surprise bruise - purple with a yellow center. yesterday two very dark purple lines showed upon opposite sides of the ovicular sore
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between secrets and hilarities of media overload i have become a conduit for chaneling expressive thoughts. read as - i have to induce emotions. maybe
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ah mother's day.. how bittersweet. a forced day of love. like valentine's. another reminder of how jaded i have become. not my initial reaction honestly.