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femmeemo Weep. I am a woman. - Subscribe

Tortured internally, I have been wrapping myself around the thorns of life.

But at least I can smell the rose above me.

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A slew of familial issues have consumed my life. I fear the funerals will pile up faster than the suspension referals that are swarming in.

My neice is beautiful, and I seem to offset the dying in my life with the sheer thrill of living that she exudes.

Personally...
Personally though...
I am alright.

I seem to be coping with things the best way I know how. Keeping it inside, and avoiding everyone I possibly can.

Likely very unhealthy, but.

I've begun focusing my energy on my future, I've mapped out the semblance of a plan...
Which is progress.
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Two years. Two Years.
and I'm off....
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Mood: Oven-like.
I Hear: Alexisonfire- Side Walk When She Walks.

femmeemo Marriage Prep. Feb 27th, 2009 4:52:09 pm - Subscribe

Do you want children?

Do you intend to put a large down payment on your future house?

How do you feel about discipline? Spanking? Grounding?

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What an odd ideal.


I feel like empty. If you were to cut me open, you'd see too. You'd see that I've clean house and made all sorts of extra space inside of me.

But until that space is filled...
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...I just feel hollow.

Or hallow.
One of the two.
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Mood: Almost.
I Hear: Electric Feel - MGMT