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By Dana Date: 2005 Nov 21 Comment on this Work [[2005.11.21.08.25.28887]] |
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Sometimes you act as though I'm expected to be able to read your mind when, in reality, I can't. What seemed innocent to you, seemed unusual to me, and I'm at fault for it. I'm tired of placing blame, of doing nothing, of getting nowhere. I'm tired of the guilt. I can't handle this anymore and now I just sit up and think about how concerned I am and about how worried I feel. (c)dselfridge 2005 |