I will not let this define me.
I want this out of me, for good. I fear that won't happen. Shame.
Rinse and repeat. Sink in defeat.
Needs.
More of her. Always.
New/better job.
New/better living situation.
Less illness.
2 month into the year, I need to figure out some changes.
She has my heart and I pray she never breaks it.
Sunday, February 22, 2009
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