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This is what I know. Maybe it’s that we don’t expect more, maybe it’s we get so tired of trying, maybe it’s that we can’t get up off the floor after falling down & getting up & falling down so many times, maybe it’s we’ve...
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This is what I know Post coffee Pre wine Last week was the anniversary of my Mom’s death. A little bit about my mom. She was crazy nuts gorgeous; like wowza beautiful. She could stop traffic & if you stole her parking space out from...
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This is what I know A good memory Post coffee Pre wine A few years ago a friend of mine screamed up at the heavens in a very crazy bitter unhappy voice: I NEED MY FUCKING LIFE TO CHANGE NOW, RIGHT FUCKING NOW, THIS FUCKING...
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What i know Post coffee No wine Tomorrow would be my Mom’s birthday, and I’m gonna honor her by re-posting this, and because it’s an important story about bullying and advocating for others. We all need an advocate. We all need someone to stand with...
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This will be wholly unpopular, but, you know… so were rubber thongs for a while and now everyone wears them to the beach. Flip flop thongs, not panty thongs. I don’t think Oprah should run for President. Before you go all fuck you on me,...
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Nothing like waking up to a private message from some guy you never met, never had a one night stand with, and whose profile picture is a cartoon version of himself. He felt the need to tell me IN ALL CAPS that I was a...
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This is what I know this morning Post coffee Pre wine Nothing like waking up to a private message from some guy you never met, never had a one-night stand with, and whose profile picture is a cartoon version. He felt the need to tell...
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it had been imbedded in the palm of his hand. they had to pry his hand open, and remove it. it was their 20th anniversary, and life had not been overly kind to my mom and dad. a set of circumstances spiraled and set them...
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this is what i know this morning post coffee pre wine a little over one year ago i set out to do something because i was in deep pain. it took the death of robin williams to shed a massive light – a fucking klieg...
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