To Be Continued.
I wish I had time to actually write something here. Maybe later tonight when I’m back on the left side of room 3117, amongst my own unforgivable mess and debris, I can put it out there.
Why do I get restless when I’m happy for too long?
Well, it’s something to chew on.
I am always the problem. Sigh.
it’s okay, you can chew on this ::pulls bacon from trousers & makes the ho oh oh skary noise:: sorry, i have nothing else to say. love you. -liz
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Maybe you get restless because you’re a drama queen OHHHHHHH
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I have something for you to chew on. You are never a problem. You are an angel…with a lariot. Like KD Lang. Minus the muff diving.
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Don’t do it, Rae. Don’t start looking for something else. If it’s boring, don’t let it be. Those are the kinds of things you can change, without just giving up.
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