How Long…?

I can feel my resolve weakening.
I’m swaying like the oak in the harsh wind.
How long will it be till my roots give way?
I’m not sure what I can take anymore.
Verbally, mentally, physically.
God Help Me.

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When I’m Hungry

I’m Able To Consume A Maximum Of
Yummy. I’ll be trying out the corn recipe later, looks simply delish doesn’t it?
How much can YOU eat when you’re hungry?

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Phlegmatic – Sounds Sick

On a side note, attachment is bearable. But I swear all the CIs are like the same. You forget every damn thing when they question you.
Oh, and feet hurts like bitch.
P.S. Updated weebly.

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Attachment

This ought to be the time/post when I bitch and whine about how I don’t wanna go to attachment.
But I actually wanna go and get it over and done with. I wanna see Adele, Zannah, Nana.
I MISS YOU BABES!!! <3
Prawn Fishing, set on the last week?
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When You Think Of Nursing, This Picture Comes [...]

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Puff Puff Baby

It came to mind when I woke up today. About what woman and I discussed during our alone time in the chalet lobby.
Smoking.
We talked about why our friends smoke.
And how come we don’t really do a damn thing to stop them?
Is ‘they have to live their own life/decide for themselves’ a good enough excuse not [...]

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I’m Going To KILL…

Nana You WATCH OUT!!!

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And I Realise It’s Been A Long Time

And that many of you probably think this blog is dead. It is not I assure you.
I need/want/need/want/need/want/need/want/need/want/need/want/need/want/need/want to dye my hair.
Burgundy/Fuchsia?
If I can’t make up my damn mind I’d just leave it black really.
Even the hairdresser keeps asking me when I wanna dye my hair.
LOL. ROFL. LMAO.
I need to go shopping with Zannah one [...]

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