if you've ever envisioned real, thick dew, that is what my life was. the smell and taste and sound and feeling of dew. if dew is or could ever be any of those things.
we are not what we want, but we breed like cockroaches.
"don't think i'm buying into any of that ‘growth from bad experiences' crap. i've had enough growth experiences to last a lifetime. right now i'd trade a little growth for some happiness."
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Manda love, where have you gone? I know you haven't posted in this for months, but I'm leaving you a comment here anyway, because I don't have another way to reach you. I miss you, green nose. All my love, I hope that life is treating you well.
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