Topic: IndnPrncs Hotel/Bar - part 40 | |
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Well hon I learned the hard way that if you find yourself just running into the walls , there is always a way over...or under, just takes some creativty some times
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The most frustrating part is its me building the walls, and I don't realize it until its built. The problem is me - I know that. Just having a hell of a time finding the solution.
I end up breaking it before I can fix it. |
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I rather like my walls, especially the ones I built. But I'm funny that way, makes me feel safer, abeit not necessarily happier.
But I do know what it feels like when it feels like everything you touch breaks or falls apart. Can't offer much except the fact that if you keep focusing on the what's broken, insteak of how to fix it or prevent it from happening...there is no moving forward |
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The problem I'm running into are my walls are keeping everything out - nothing gets close.
While intellectually I understand what I'm doing -emotionally I can't stop it. Yes, I know how screwed up that sounds.... |
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Not as screwed up as you think
Gotta remember I'm the female that was divorced because of my emotional disattachment. |
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Not as screwed up as you think Gotta remember I'm the female that was divorced because of my emotional disattachment. I did not know that.... Were you emotionally detached? Or better yet, can you emotionally attach? |
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Edited by
FireOfThePhoenix
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Fri 08/15/08 11:44 PM
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Realized that I didn't need to bare my soul in public
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Hello (((Fear)))
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Hello (((Fear))) Hey (((Phoenix)))! How you be? |
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Howdy Fear...
Phoenix, I think I can almost understand... |
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okie dokie here
and you this fine evening? |
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okie dokie here and you this fine evening? Aye wyatt! I'm drunk. |
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Well it appears that you are at least a happy drunk!!
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Well it appears that you are at least a happy drunk!! Irish import and Irish blood...how could I not be? |
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Off to bed - talk to y'all later...
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Off to bed - talk to y'all later... Night lad! |
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Good night Wyatt and you know you can email me if you need to
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Well I know I talk a lot but I can't do 7 pages of the thread to flip it by myself
When I was young I never needed anyone And making love was just for fun Those days are gone Livin' alone I think of all the friends I've known When I dial the telephone Nobody's home All by myself Don't wanna be All by myself Anymore Hard to be sure Sometimes I feel so insecure And loves so distant and obscure Remains the cure All by myself Don't wanna be All by myself Anymore All by myself Don't wanna live All by myself Anymore |
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Singing off key again?
Thank goodness there is no Karaoke here |
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