This is a short one, because I'm too wrung out to type much. And it's still too personal, but if I don't scream about it somehwere...I'll explode or something.
Dear Thing 1,
Do not apologize for the things you did that I consider cherished memories. It makes it almost impossible for me to forgive you for the shit you did that actually hurt.
Just. Stop.
Love,
Velma
The boy is making me crazy. I can't figure out how to even begin to forgive him and that's not normal for me. He's making me a worse human being. *sigh*
And that helps you how… exactly?
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So 47 is going to rename the Gulf of Mexico to the Gulf of America. That’s
going to roll over about as well as Heinz Field becoming Acrisure Stadium.
It’s ...
1 day ago
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