...and I am done with it. I think I overdosed on my own drama and made myself sick.
Nobody is worth that.
I don't want to think about it, talk about it, or cry about it anymore.
Let's go have a drink.
Army Crawl
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Okay...I HAD a dream. And it woke me up, too. I woke up shaking with fear that I had finally given in to the dark side of me and was going ...
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I'm so knee deep in mine, I can't see yours?!
Since I don't keep in touch with, call, text, or associate with anyone any more *sigh* *not proud* I made the same kind of telephone call to my oldest brother as you did in your 10/7/10 blog entry.
Fight the fight, its all we can do. You touch me as always.
I THOUGHT I was so mentally healthy - turns out BAH HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH.
Becky
Oh, Beck. I have missed you so...will you please call, txt, write again? <3
I'll have a Guinness then.
Better make it a double...
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