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advice from mr.rogers and GL
Contributed by
rightwingbrknwing
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Sunday, 18th April 2004 @ 08:23:29 PM in AEST
Topic:
LostLove
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Your all ***** optimistic, egotistic, unrealistic, narcissistic clones who have no right to tell me what to feel or how to live or that I should forgive the one who has done nothing wrong. Your advice is prone to come from day time TV and has nothing to do with me who scoffs at one so conceited as to tell me everything will be better in time…that has some truth if you think about it, but still from someone who can’t relate…but death is too long to hold out till I don’t want that to be fate, living in a bathroom with my knife resisting urges to end a pointless life which is lived in slavery waiting for her to either kill or save me, as a collar made from my heart is tightened to the point where all sensibility and sense of reality is lost and now I am convinced this is love because any other way it would be a waste of time and it’s hard to convinced myself that my heart is mine, but you will never ***** make me believe that heartaches’ heal in time because that’s too story book for real life which often begins in hope and ends in strife.
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Re: advice from mr.rogers and GL
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Sunday, 18th April 2004 @ 09:14:57 PM AEST (User
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No hearbreak never heals, you are right. Eventually it fades some in time, but the scars are always there. They mean well when they say those things, but if they believe it they are fools. Eventually, if we are lucky, someone comes along to take our mind off the old heartache, but sometimes, not always, just gives us a new one. It is the luck of the draw. I wish you good luck.
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