This week has been a fucking roller coaster ride of emotions for me. In between balancing school, work, making futile attempts to care for someone I thought saw me as a part of their life, taking care of my health, and being a pillar of strength for the people who have lost a friend, as have I... I'm exhausted. I really am ( Read more... )

Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sun on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush.
Of quiet birds in circled flight,
I am the soft stars that shine at night.

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I’m not ready. This is the most often used excuse in the world, but it always seems to do the trick. Women love waiting around for men to be ready. You women must enjoy it, because you do it so much of the time. Which is ironic to me, since you’re the ones with the biological clocks that are supposedly ticking away. Listen, we all know that couple ( Read more... )

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