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Apr 11, 2012

Dry Spell ain’t so dry now

I broke my dry spell of 3 months and had sex with a good friend

A good friend who is fucking awesome as fuckery

has more charisma then any man I’ve ever met

and can definetly deal with my really shit and not nice humour

Are we just friends? Yes. Do I have a crush on him? Yes. Will he now expect to have sex again without emotions? Yes. Do I go out of my way to tell him we are just mates so I don’t get hurt? Yes.

Ahh Shannelle, you never cease to out do yourself -.-

Apr 11, 2012

I really don’t deserve to be in love. I turn into a horrible, cold and crude person when I am in a relationship and I do not know why.

I just got timeline on facebook and stalking yourself as you do, I saw all the things I would say when I was in very amazing relationships with very decent and caring males, and I promise you not one thing was nice. I constantly would say I was bored with life, I would make fun of my exs when they would post on my wall how much they loved me and missed me and I seriously now know why, to this day, that I am single.

 I don’t deserve love and I honestly mean that. I can’t appreciate someone else as much as they appreciate me and I don’t think I will ever fully understand why. Fucking hell I feel so low. I have been such a horrible girlfriend and daughter and even friend for the past three years. IS THIS GOING TO LAST?! WHEN AM I GOING TO BE A GOOD PERSON?!

Mar 29, 2012

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Mar 21, 2012

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Mar 19, 2012

Where I got the idea for my tattoo.

Time heals what reason cannot

~ By Pat Schwiebert, TCF, Portland, Oregon

In the end, time will chage things. The intensity we experience when grief is new, where we can see nothing but our loss, and where every moment is filled with thoughts of the onew who died will gradually diminish and become softer.

Time forces the big picture of life back into our vision whether we like it or not. This happens in our lives all the time. Remember how when we first fell in love withsomeone, we were totally preoccupied with only that other person, until gradually a more balanced existence was restored. Or when we did what we thought was some terrible thing, and we were sure everybody would never let us forget it, we came to find out a few months down the road that most people had forgotten the incident.

In the months (maybe years) following a loss, life will eventually start to re-emerge, and life on this planet will once again seem possible. This will not happen because we come to understand the deathmore clearly but because, with the passage of time, the unanswered questions will become easier to live with.

Time will not remove grief entirely. The scars of grief will remain, and we may find ourselves ambushed by a fresh wave of grief at any time. But needing to know the answers to the “why” questions won’t seem quite as important as it once was.

Time is a gift that we have taken for granted. We’ve been given our lives one moment at a time. This is good.

Mar 19, 2012

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Mar 18, 2012

Can we all say cunt?

When I find out the day he said he still wasn’t over me and still loved me was 2 weeks AFTER he found himself a hot little girlfriend. Oh sweetheart what a lovely anniversary present you can reminisce on every year.

Mar 15, 2012

Our life is a short time in expectation, a time in which sadness and joy kiss each other at every moment. There is a quality of sadness that pervades all the moments of our lives. It seems that there is no such thing as a clear-cut pure joy, but that even in the most happy moments of our existence we sense a tinge of sadness. In every satisfaction, there is an awareness of limitations. In every success, there is the fear of jealousy. Behind every smile, there is a tear. In every embrace, there is loneliness. In every friendship, distance. And in all forms of light, there is the knowledge of surrounding darkness … But this intimate experience in which every bit of life is touched by a bit of death can point us beyond the limits of our existence. It can do so by making us look forward in expectation to the day when our hearts will be filled with perfect joy, a joy that no one shall take away from us.

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Henri J.M. Nouwen, Making All Things New: An Invitation to the Spiritual Life.

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Mar 12, 2012

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Mar 07, 2012

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Mar 07, 2012

I dont want to see you happy if it isn’t with me but I don’t ever want to be with you again. I just miss us. I miss the effort and commitment you put into our relationship and I miss you. I can’t stand to see you with her or her or her or whoever else you keep breaking my heart with. I hate that is has been a year and I’m not over it. If you never said you were still in love with me I would have been okay. Now I’m just numb. This year feels like heart ache all over again. Thanks cunt.

Feb 29, 2012

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Feb 23, 2012

This one time dad bought me a rabbit like the above and said it was a dwarf rabbit… but he wasn’t. He grew really fucking big but dad refused to say he was not a dwarf rabbit. His name was shnookems hehehehe

This one time dad bought me a rabbit like the above and said it was a dwarf rabbit… but he wasn’t. He grew really fucking big but dad refused to say he was not a dwarf rabbit. His name was shnookems hehehehe

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Feb 22, 2012

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Feb 21, 2012