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Oct 15, 2008 01:01

there is something to be said for your stomach twisting up in knots -- for regretting every possible action in a given situation, even those you don't take.

I feel, sometimes, like a needy and unloved puppy -- chasing after every bit of attention I can get.  So obvious.  So obviously broken.

So obviously wrong.

There is something to be said for looking up and facing what is coming at you.

(i never give, only take)

red, my bene gesserit prayer

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