I like to think of my blog as a conversation with a friend. A friend who has put up with ALL of my stupidness, selfishness, and idiosyncracies and still loves me. Someone I can be honest with, and not expect to be judged...though a quick slap on the face with a pair of white gloves is called for often.
Friday, February 7, 2014
Day 2
I hate waking up with that feeling of rawness. Raw, exposed, vulnerable.
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