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whitney-m
whitney-m
American
Life is too short to have a husband.
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Apr 5, 2013
Apr 5, 2013 at 2:55 AM UTC
Life is too short to have a husband.
i **** for comfort i scream for release it feels good when it hurts it hurts when its worse i swallow smoke to get high high swallows me to get by it hurts when it's good i feel good to get by
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Mar 12, 2013
Mar 12, 2013 at 8:00 PM UTC
it hurts when its worse
If this is life I want no part Stale rain and crawling skin and a set back that only a mother can provide I cry only inside, burned away are pains and heartache that only a mother can provide She lets go of her guilt While I can never release mine and in a single phone call She rips my whole world apart. A daughter in constant despair Only a mother can provide
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Feb 24, 2013
Feb 24, 2013 at 2:10 PM UTC
If This Is Life
I like to be alone but don't like the loneliness the feeling is empty, yet heavy How can something so comfortable be so unsettling
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Feb 16, 2013
Feb 16, 2013 at 11:38 PM UTC
Untitled
Does the brain ever get suspended can it ever stop just to be would be my one wish not to wonder, or hope, or want or envy not to criticize just to be calm and happy to feel happy we would be so lucky I would be so grateful
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Feb 16, 2013
Feb 16, 2013 at 11:35 PM UTC
Grateful
Love seems out of reach An impossible delusion that will never be a notion that is not meant for me I love alone but alone can never love me
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Feb 16, 2013
Feb 16, 2013 at 11:28 PM UTC
Lonly
Allow me to be a better mother than my own Allow me to be trustworthy when my children confide in me Allow me to be reasonable when my children make mistakes Allow me to see my children through eyes of wisdom, not judgement Allow me to be genuine in m support, not condescending Allow me to never be selfish, self-involved, self-centered in any decisions regarding my children Allow me to show sincerity in my actions as a mother, not hypocracy Allow me to say 'I'm sorry' A human being will never be perfect, but in a child's eyes, a mother can be
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Feb 16, 2013
Feb 16, 2013 at 11:25 PM UTC
Mother
One more day Story of my life Just get through One more day and all will be ok except one more day has turned into a lifetime A never ending battle of good and bad wrong or right hate vs. love when will the lifetime end? when I say? On this day, lifetime wins Lifetime will probably win tomorrow
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Feb 16, 2013
Feb 16, 2013 at 11:19 PM UTC
Ending
I can n o longer tell the difference between a truth and lie within myself and from those around me its like the pouring rain it continues to come down the same speed, the same sound you anticipate a change bu the rain just keeps pounding down the same speed, the same sound like a truth and lie it pounds down same speed, same sound
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Feb 16, 2013
Feb 16, 2013 at 11:17 PM UTC
Pound
Shaky hands like my fathers we will never be surgeons or cake decorators we can never draw a straight line all we can do is bond over our imperfections, and sigh at our shaky hands
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Feb 16, 2013
Feb 16, 2013 at 11:14 PM UTC
Shaky Hands