So here I am trying to start something. Here you will read my inner thoughts of my living and being. I am still living because I have pain and joy, once we no longer feel we begin to die... be vulnerable for growth and transformation.
Come as you are wounded, sewn together or joyous.
It's never to late to write your story or perhaps rewrite it...
Thursday, October 24, 2013
He told me men only look at me and desire me for sexual reasons, never had I felt more empty in my life....that's when I knew I had to go and he was worthless to me
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