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Mar 02, 2006 00:30

Why is it that the things we hate still have enough of an importance to taunt us and make us who we are today? I generally dispise more than I love, but too me passion could never fall to second place. I've always feared being too dependant on someone of the male species, therfore no matter how much I love someone there will always be those trust ( Read more... )

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airie43 March 2 2006, 12:49:57 UTC
Part of growing up, in my opinion the hardest part, is learing who you are, what your made of, what you can take and, worst, what you cannot take.

There's this experience we all go through that shows exactly where our self image differs from reality, and, boy, what a bitch of a wake up call that is.

Personally, I think you're doing pretty well for only being 17, Ky. I wish I had your awareness and I'm ten years older than you.

Acknowledge what deserves to be known & never make me feel any less than what I know I am.

Amen, child. A-fucking-men!

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