A catalogue of a neurotic masochistic middle-aged woman's sorrow, stupidity and self-indulgence. Why I do this to myself is the perennial question. Yes I must be a masochist.
Friday, 20 November 2015
And so it continues
I'd like to wake up one day without pain. It's been awhile. I still miss you. And I don't know how to fix it.
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