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ok so what else is new. i'm just not able to control anything anymore. i want so badly to give up. my mom and i fight all teh time. everyone always says i have the perfect life, and you know what, i pronanly do. i have horses, a barn, expensive tack, my own room, an ipod, the list goes on and on. but what they dont understand is that material things dont make a person happy. i want to give up. there is no reason for me to go on.....except Scott. without him i wouldnt be here. I lost everything that was ever important to me. i just cant do this anymore. my eating has gone out of control, i stress eat now instead of sticking to my reg. ana habits. which i hate. i worked so hard just to blow it all away. idk wat im trying to say. i havent had a rant in ages so i guess this is a rant.
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((((((((((((((((((Rissie))))))))))))))))))))))
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ty((((ice)))))
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((((((((Rissie)))))))) ![]() hang on in there, i think you're doing great with everything you've got going on atm. ![]() ![]() |
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ty fuzzy((hug))
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((((( Rissie )))))
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I do agree, material things wont always keep a person happy.
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Rissie, thinking of you. Hope you won't give-up. A special hug from me.
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((((((((((((( Rissie )))))))))))))))
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ty john ty fuzzy*hus*
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