Sep. 16th, 2001
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Sep. 16th, 2001 07:17 pmI can't stop crying.
There are two parts of me that are at war with one another.
The objective-logical side is making comments and recording all that is happening in my life.
The subjective-emotional side is having a field-day with my tear ducts.
EVERYTHING is setting me off. My best friend is not making eye contact with me this evening and it me in a major funk.
HELL commericla sare making me wispy and that's not countng the patriotic ones!
Calgone take me away!
I majorly need hugs...like all night long.....I need......I don't know what I need...
I'm sorry this doesn't help anyone else state-of-mind reading this...
My apologies....
There are two parts of me that are at war with one another.
The objective-logical side is making comments and recording all that is happening in my life.
The subjective-emotional side is having a field-day with my tear ducts.
EVERYTHING is setting me off. My best friend is not making eye contact with me this evening and it me in a major funk.
HELL commericla sare making me wispy and that's not countng the patriotic ones!
Calgone take me away!
I majorly need hugs...like all night long.....I need......I don't know what I need...
I'm sorry this doesn't help anyone else state-of-mind reading this...
My apologies....