I had the shittiest Thanksgiving ever. I didn't talk to my dad. I haven't talked to him since the 7th. I'm angry. I'm hurt. I hate the holidays. And I no longer believe in love
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It is me, Drunkie, from the other night with the girls. I could not contain my emotion with J and V, voting for Bush is something I try to understand but fail in doing so. I remember slamming the ketchup on the table and...growling like a Pit.
I am sorry you had a terrible Thanksgiving. I know this holiday season will not be easy for you. Surround yourself with people who will understand and make you feel like...love is not completely a sour apple. Love comes in many forms. I know the emotion can turn on you which is almost unbearable...but put on a CD and find the beat that keeps you marching.
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I had the privelege of witnessing my parents big blowout two years ago at Christmas...nothing has been the same since.
I love you. Believe in that.
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I am sorry you had a terrible Thanksgiving. I know this holiday season will not be easy for you. Surround yourself with people who will understand and make you feel like...love is not completely a sour apple. Love comes in many forms. I know the emotion can turn on you which is almost unbearable...but put on a CD and find the beat that keeps you marching.
Are you *really* going to be a go-go?
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