Tuesday, August 2

Fucking Gross

I'm here thinking about what I can write to my readers to inspire but I'm lost for words, and lost myself.  I'm simple layers in a short stack of despair.  Uninspired, infantile and anxious.  Circumstances are hungry and they've been eating well.  Trying to shuck negativity in family, situations and habits is still loss and I'm grieving.  It's hard for me to resolve that in the end I'm gaining myself.  I'm honestly doing my best for you and me, so please forgive me if I can't find the words.  The inside of my mouth feels like fried okra.

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  1. Hope things even out for you soon or you find a new state of being.♥ ♥ ♥

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  2. Thank you for the heartings<3 I got a lot sorted out after I posted that. Appreciacha!

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  3. You will hit the low now and then, just as I did last night. But I'm booming back (as much as I can), and I'm quite sure you will. Considering you have a bit more pizzazz than me, it's a guarantee. ;)

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  4. Aw Joe, thank you.. <3 You're free to talk to me anytime btw.

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