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Building Blocks: November 2007
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Friday, November 23, 2007. People lie.deal with it. So many people you trust, just lie to you.unfortunatley, they can't come clean whenever it is pertinent. They just don't care and then you find out what a fucking idiot you are.wonder what else they have withheld from you.just forgot; right? Anyway.to bad the trust is lost. Very unfortunate. Posted by Dancing Queen @ 9:11 PM. New York, United States. View my complete profile. People lie.deal with it. Posting shit, again. Back in the States.
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Will I ever make it home....: Twenty-Four
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Will I ever make it home. Tuesday, May 15, 2007. Tomorrow is my 24th. Happy Birthday to me. I guess maybe I should try to be happy and celebrate it, but it's not a special number, or like I am going to get to do something for the first time. So, yeah. I will officially be in my mid-20s tomorrow. And I still haven't accomplished anything. Happy Birthday to me. Happy Birthday to me. Posted by The Devil @ 2:30 PM. Somewhere in, Texas, United States. I'm a young mom, who stresses out far too much. So, you see.
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Will I ever make it home....: Four
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Will I ever make it home. Saturday, April 28, 2007. Happy Birthday, my dear sweet child. You are no longer a baby. You are officially a kid. And I am trying so hard not to cry. Four years ago, I felt the greatest pain, and the most infectious joy. Four years ago, today: you were born. I love you, Gabriel. Happy Birthday! Posted by The Devil @ 9:41 AM. Mine turned 10 on the 22nd. Happy birthday to the little one! My daughter turned four at the end of March. The time it dies fly doesn't it? So, you see.
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Will I ever make it home....: January 2006
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Will I ever make it home. Monday, January 30, 2006. Imagine if you will, pressure stemming from your ribcage into your thoracic cavity. Feeling like a stabbing from underneath your nipple to the back of your ribcage. Eveytime you breath. The only comfort you find is hot showers, and crouching over while applying pressure on the affected area. Can't take a deep breathe, because searing pain tears into your lung. Just cross out yawning while your at it. Now imagine this all weekend. That was my weekend.
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Will I ever make it home....: Goodbye...
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Will I ever make it home. Tuesday, May 29, 2007. Â I've learned that good-byes will always hurt, pictures will never replace having been there, memories good and bad will bring tears, and words can never replace feelings.â. Just because you love someone doesn't mean you have to be involved with them. Love is not a bandage to cover wounds.". Posted by The Devil @ 7:15 AM. Somewhere in, Texas, United States. I'm a young mom, who stresses out far too much. See my complete profile. My So Called Life.
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Will I ever make it home....: March 2006
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Will I ever make it home. Thursday, March 30, 2006. I need it. I am so lit up right now. My fucking goodness. I can't believe the amount of anger seething inside of me. I feel as though a flame just instantly burst in my soul. It's not that I want to act like a brat. But damn it! I am so tired of picking up the slack for everyone. I have to give up whatever I want in order to accomodate everyone else. Why is that? I am so tired of being the damn welcome mat! And actually work (for once! But I hate being ...
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Will I ever make it home....: February 2006
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Will I ever make it home. Friday, February 24, 2006. Just need to vent. So, since everyone has been gone.Work has been.stressful. You'd think the less people here, the better? Not the other way around? They don't need me here. They need their mothers (or fathers). It's so hard to respect people who don't do shit, really. And I know I am still "new" here and don't know all the inner workings and haven't gotten in too good with my "boss", but still! I sound like Gabe! Maybe that's where he gets it from!
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Will I ever make it home....: June 2006
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Will I ever make it home. Sunday, June 25, 2006. Is all it took. I am amazed. My XH succeeded where I have miserably failed. He has motivated Gabe enough to be potty trained in 15 days. I had tried but decided not to push him too much. Not to make him feel inadequate in any way for not being interested. Kind of way, but in "You so don't. I don't know where to begin with how I feel. I am pissed off. I guess at circumstances. For not being brave enough. For not being more ruthless. For ...But I can't here&...
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Will I ever make it home....: August 2006
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Will I ever make it home. Monday, August 28, 2006. So, in the escense of the movie Thirteen. I was her Tracy to my Evie. She was the bad girl, and I the good girl. I had never done drugs, had sex and so on. She exposed me to so many things. But I wont go into great detail about it. So, how does one get past indiscretions, or past hurts? How can I help myself past being navie but not all the way to cynicism? How can I get to that place of utimate forgiveness, or of patience with mistakes that people make?
