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Friday, June 18, 2004
10:17:00 AM EDT
Feeling Embarrassed
Hearing Unwell / Matchbox Twenty
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10:17:00 AM EDT
Feeling Embarrassed
Hearing Unwell / Matchbox Twenty
Salt in the wound
The joke that keeps on giving. As it turns out, she did not even know I was alive. Oh no, she didn't say it so many words but it was damn well obvious. I guess that's my reward for dealing in vagaries, moving about in shadow instead of the light in which she walks. No harm, no foul. I walk away with some of my dignity intact; she goes her way still oblivious to me. Geez Louise, do I feel better now.
And if you're wondering, Yes, I'm still going to talk about choice, destiny and sacrifice soon.
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Thinking much the same as Moonie here. Have you told her?
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(((((((((((((Souls)))))))))))) I am sorry someone has been that way towards you. Does she know how you feel? I mean, if you didn't actually tell her, how would she know? You mentioned moving in shadows, and vagaries. Maybe she really doesn't know how you feel? I am sorry you are feeling down hun. I hope things pick up for you, I really do. You deserve to be happier. Love & Light! ~Moonie
6/20/04 1:07 AM
Never give up!
-Connie