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04-20-2011, 12:49 PM
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Tilted
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On to the next one.
As my previous thread, I had suffered from a first love sickness disease so called 'obsession'. And what I really do understand now that judging someone doesn't necessarily defines who they are, but it really defines who you are. I'm quite the attached person, or should I say, you're my bitch and I want you the way how the world would see you. Perhaps I wasn't ready then to have everyone to acknowledge the existence of my ex because of her natural perverted side. Heh...
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04-20-2011, 12:55 PM
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Asshole
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Location: Chicago
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Did you hit the "post thread" button too soon or is there something to discuss here?
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04-23-2011, 03:29 AM
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I'll be on the veranda, since you're on the cross.
Location: Rand McNally's friendliest small town in America. They must have strayed from the dodgy parts...
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Just out of morbid curiosity, is this the "anger" (or drunk/stoned+anger) stage of the grieving process speaking or is this your normal, baseline thought process? I'm honestly not trying to be an asshole, I'm actually curious.
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