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What a fussbudget! The Pope kisses the tarmac wherever he lands, but you're too good to lick the sidewalk??
Buz IS the pope, dude. Pope Buz VII.

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Yes I was bathing them because we are crazy and now have eleven cats. Five of which are kittens and the mommy got fleas which in turn gave the babies fleas and of course I was the only one willing to deal with the situation.
I would love to relax with a hot cup of tea please. Hope everyone has a great night.
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Yes, I not really figure someone hasn't thought of them before, they are so urban obvious.
I wasn't planning to try registering them anyway, so I just keep them for my own...smiles
What do you think about realism in erotica? Many things Lush maybe?
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Srsly?
That's a bit, um, anal. Is it the azure site that does not approve, or the vermillion site?
Date night was yummy. Layla--laying next to me as I type this--says hi.
Kòffėę please.
Quote by Verbal
Srsly?
That's a bit, um, anal. Is it the azure site that does not approve, or the vermillion site?
Date night was yummy. Layla--laying next to me as I type this--says hi.
Kòffėę please.
Quote by AmeliaLeigh
Just when I start getting my feet under me again and my days are full of smiles and laughter. Life decides I’ve had enough, and unexpectedly I lose my aunt. She was always there for me growing up, the one who believed in me. Now she’s gone. Life fucking sucks sometimes!!

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how to start...
being that it is the Project Semi Colon, I hope this does not give some here a license to mock and ridicule others... or use this against them in any shape way or form.
It is 3 am... Sleep eludes me... my head hurts ... my tears are flowing...
I am depressed, stressed, and with no end in site...
I moved back to TX... I take care of my ill aunt.. along side dealing with my son's autism...
All this after dealing with cancer... and other health issues that I care not to share...
I suffer PTSD... but to many I am the pillar of strength and when I show a little weakness...
they return with you can handle it.... you are strong... yaddy yadda...
I am so sick of being the one most around me turn to... I am tired of crying in the pillow...
I want to scream... but I am drowning in this ...
No Im not suicidal... been there... but I realize others truly need me (my son)
but I feel tired of being the strength or light ...
Funny when I feel like this I tend to punish myself even more... be i by separating myself from others... or by allowing myself to be torn down to the point of not wanting to get out of bed.
to look at the clock and wait to the last minute to do things for others and just forget about me...
Therapy... yes I have taken it...
Drugs... I taken them by the dozen...
Do I talk to those around me about this...NO
and here... at first it was ok to talk to some... but they only use things like this against you in this site... many do... and that drives me to leave time and time again... so now it is hard to really trust anyone...
so why am I writing... because I have nothing else to loose here...
truly I dont and it is a way for me to vent with out my family or close ones really knowing any of it...
So they can continue thinking what they always thought of me...
all done...