Wednesday, April 25, 2012
LOVE..
.love is.
What am I supposed to say, here? What? Should I say that I love M___ more than anyone, ever? Should I say that I love her, till death?
And, on that beam, should I BANG my fucking head against the wall for not "being there" for her?!
Yes. Oh...yes.
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I drink; therefore I am.
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Through vodka and beer, I weaealed myself out of....
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I thought I had a big, caring heart. I am an asshole.
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I am a dick.
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2 comments:
Love is, indeed. Love is love is love is love.
You DO have a big caring heart, never doubt it. You also have something going on that gets in your way. Don't beat your head on the wall - do what you can. I hope Meagan is feeling better now! Love to you both.
she's good.
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