September 2011
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If you love your mom, repost this.
Sometimes, I hate the burden of being responsible and having solid moral standards. Would life be easier if I just threw them out the window?
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Sometimes, you just don’t get it. I want to yell & scream at you because you just don’t get it. If you took the time to understand how I feel, things would be a lot easier. After last week, I thought things would be different. But, they’re not.
I’m still the same broken soul.
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A Story Without Words
aplacetolovedogs:
“What we do for ourselves dies with us. What we do for others and the world remains and is immortal.” -Albert Pine.
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“wipe your eye.”
Those were the only reassuring words you could give me. And now, I’m suddenly reminded why I’m so petrified to share my feelings with anyone. I hate giving away any part of me, only to be met with nothing comforting.
