My Dearest Wag
I'm sorry for all that has happened and I don't know what else to say.
I miss you. And to be blocked from innocent postings on journals hurts a bit.
I miss hanging out at GAD. For the few times you were there, I remember being so excited to see you and to hang out with you there.
There are many things I'd like to erase from my life, but life doesn't work that way. There is no undo button, and what makes life, is exactly that. Working with emotions for outcomes; for better or for worse.
I'm sorry. My apologies to everyone for this emo-licious drama-whore post. But it's not often I have these and when the dam breaks, it breaks, and out flows a bunch of garbled mis-leading words.
I miss you. And to be blocked from innocent postings on journals hurts a bit.
I miss hanging out at GAD. For the few times you were there, I remember being so excited to see you and to hang out with you there.
There are many things I'd like to erase from my life, but life doesn't work that way. There is no undo button, and what makes life, is exactly that. Working with emotions for outcomes; for better or for worse.
I'm sorry. My apologies to everyone for this emo-licious drama-whore post. But it's not often I have these and when the dam breaks, it breaks, and out flows a bunch of garbled mis-leading words.