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becoming a joke [or] the last of these feelings

not wanting to share this on social media already makes me feel like im taking a step in the right direction. . unless you consider a blog a form of social media, im just using it as a soundboard to … Continue reading

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how can i make it matter?

ive  done everything i can think of.. i jumped through the hoops yet tripped again and here i am back where i started, but even more than before. ill try to fix it this week but i doubt very seriously … Continue reading

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