StillBill
Status: it's. . . it's good But then . . .
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Yes, 37, who knew?- Think I'll write the group and , haven't done that in a while;-gotta send tor a message too.
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I want to change I want to change thingsseems like I'm almost getting thru but thenI don't know againI'm confusedand I'm hopefuland my sadness is a companion I fear with every breath of hope I...
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I joined the thinkpositivily group because you asked me to.I had good intentions, Joining it was out of courtesy, our friendship made me want to.But I didn't stop by. . wish I had. Forgive me...
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Yes, I'm back all right, whatever the hell that means.. . . and I don't have a little idea what I've been up to. My dad turned 90.I forgot, He was hospitalized, I didn't send a card, but my wife sent...
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A few of my dysthymic friends have revived my faith in the random act of human kindness Offering to listen to me if I need a friend to just be there. My God, I'm blessed to have them a part of...
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I feel like I'm on the upside things look better I am not lonely
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Saw it coming like a kansas twister, and it hit me like a ton of cotton swabs.I don't know man, there's like 3 or 4 people here that know I'm still breathingI don't get it. . . .- fucking knew this...
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I think I could almost .... what is the word? - embrace or release ? I am asleep this quietude drifting in to the nether . . . If I could only clear my head long enough to stop repeating everything.-...
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My dad is not doing well gotta go homejust found out my best friend growing up died 6 months ago!¡!No one told me.How the hell can this shit happen.I'm heartbrokenI was also going home to see...
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What the hell am I doing right?nothingNothing is workingThe only person in my life distrusts me I am no longer hereThis profound black condition is come over mea blanket of unending sadnessI'm...
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How the freaking hell do I always find a way to be sad. . . .I know I'm not really t r y i n g . . . but if I'm not then I'd be like king of that kind of shit
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It isn't bad, it isn't goodI hate itit clings to me like a shadow even when the stars come out
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. . . but I keep thinking why I .almost didn't did, forget his birthday. I once looked up to himI can, if the sun is shining, change my face & smile as a memory floats by . . . time and...
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