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it looks like a striped afghan but now i'm on the fourth or so to me it's just another set of nights i'm in stitches wound and pulled to hold me together three seasons of hogan's heroes the first season of mash (twice) hair bleached plus the dog and three cats several candles i'm trying to keep it together but it's hard because every day is more of why i can't get it together pull the string of emotions together and let the obsessive paranoia continue i don't cry i stitch.
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Jan 17, 2017
Jan 17, 2017 at 10:46 PM UTC
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it looks like a striped afghan but now i'm on the fourth or so to me it's just another set of nights i'm in stitches wound and pulled to hold me together three seasons of hogan's heroes the first season of mash (twice) hair bleached plus the dog and three cats several candles i'm trying to keep it together but it's hard because every day is more of why i can't get it together pull the string of emotions together and let the obsessive paranoia continue i don't cry i stitch.
Copyright 1/17/17 by B. E. McComb while i love crochet i'm 97% sure it's mostly just a coping mechanism.
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