I always could count on futures; that things would look up...

May 29, 2006 10:37

There's something about nursing homes. Something about the smell and the food trays and stow-away walkers that makes you wish that you never had to go back. And I don't want to go back. But I can't abandon my mother like that. Not like many of the other residents there have been abandoned. It broke my heart to come in contact with an old man ( Read more... )

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dead_like_darko July 19 2006, 17:41:56 UTC
ineedyouineedyouineedyouineedyouineedyou!!!
seriously save me from this.
i need someone to talk to, someone not in my grade.
talk to me. please.

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