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Apr 14, 2009, 10:46 AM

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Originally Posted by starlite*111

I watch myself floating above 'acting' un-happily in the situation.
I grew up, few more years.
I'm at a bar. 5'3 standing up against some tall guy telling him "I'll take on your "Can of Whop ***".
I hide - Drugs.
No more hiding.
It's scary out here.
I'm paranoid.
I don't even brush my hair.
Next day could be cowboy boots.
Or a skirt and small heels.
I'm here - Who Am I!

And........

Where afflicated with Psyc Forum can I start my own blog.

I've tried myself writing, but cannot help but go back and read. Find it digusting, ignorant, negative and tear the pages out.

Why log/blog

They are still there, here. I still know them. Most RARELY show face. A couple VERY mean ones appeared.

Most had names so I could identify what behavior I was doing. I hadn't know I'd just acted like I had until I'd walked away.

Now I say, I'll never meet them again anyway.

But still....... I don't like who I am, who ever that is.

Wanna, be my friend -

I love all of yous toos
thank you for this not-understood
to be
understood