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This too shall pass…eventually. Life, that is.  

I messed it up big time didn’t I? Life, that is. I suppose it couldn’t have been any other way considering I’m a mess for the past 20 years. No one knows I feel that way because I don’t talk about it. At least that’s a sin I can’t be accused of-I’d only murmur a word or two to my closest friend and I guess she doesn’t get me at all. That’s OK. That’s what blogs are about. No one knows…but I do. Is that why I don’t let anyone close? To keep the truth a secret? As if that matters...

It might be just a pre-birthday crisis.

Damn I feel down; so fucking down.