A personal study of an adult female analyzing the motivations behind her actions, no matter how embarrassing, shameful or repulsive. I'm my own worst critic.
Scars are souvenirs you never lose, the past is never far
Thursday, July 31, 2008
crying tonite...
i can't help it, i'm weepy... i told him off, but would take him back in a second if he apologized... i cry because i'm a fool.
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