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Right now I am not sure I want to stop, I guess I do not love myself and I am just being selfish- see again I can not do anything right. Hiding under a rock is looking better everyday- now if I can just find one.
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Since you ask, most days I cannot remember.
I walk in my clothing, unmarked by that voyage.
Then the almost unnameable lust returns.
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http://purplebutterfly.psychcentral.net/
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