I still don't understand the broccoli... all I know is that I still like broccoli, so if that's you, then I still like you. Hell, I liked you anyways.
and ya, life is definately the pits with a side of fucksauce. I'm really glad you left me that comment, because I was actually looking at our set tonight... I remember how much fun that was... I miss you a lot.
I might actually rant to you... I had a good talk with applejax tonight and you might relate about the same things...
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I very much agree with you little one. The smut store can totally mess with ones mind, in your case it did something entirely diffrent to you, than my case. In my case I just wanna kill everyone.
Hmm the idea of feeling like broccoli....strange, Ive never heard it put like that before...I actually like broccoli, when its been slightly steamed and stirfried. I suppose your feeling like broccoli is something like me feeling like a rootabaga.
I'm glad you're not feeling like broccoli anymore.
Aside from the fact that I really enjoy that vegetable, I very much think that flesh feels better than broccoli does.
All jokes aside. I don't think you deserve to feel low in any way. You should be held high.
Yeah, you should have a planquin, with a large comfy chair on top. It should be held up 24/7 by four hot burly lads who take you wherever you want on it, and when you ride this device to and fro there should be two sweet young lass' on top with you ready to comply with your every wish.
Ok that was a little much, but the point is I hope for happiness for you, and I'm glad you're one step closer.
You're right. People do need to make their own choices and that's what they'll do. Sometimes all you can think is that they're idiots for what they choose. Sometimes they are. If I could read minds I think I would be much less confused. The hardest thing to remember is that it's rarely if ever anything personal.
We should marry and run away together and live happily ever after on a magical island that has soda pop water falls and food grows on trees....(so some sorta fruit) and we can be merry and happy and live our ex smut peddling job lives happily ever after. And then once we get bored of that we come back and take over the world.
believe me when I tell you my feelings toward said individual don't necessarily coinside with the problems between the two of you.
To be completely honest, I've felt like this for awhile and just decided to not say anything. And until tonight, I held that....needless to say, if you want support, honey, you've found it 1000000%.
ps. if you need a lynching party (just for fun) call me, I'll get the girls, it will be a fucking siesta!
Hang in there. Feelings are complicated things, sometimes they make decisions hard when they are not. I know how you feel in the "used" department. It's a dark pit. Try to look up and see it as you did your best as a friend and hoped for more but it didn't work out that way. Just know that sharing and giving are not bad things. We just have to be careful who we give and share to.
to him!!!!
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