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sndk s&n s&p…like i said everyone else gets rich except for me..wf..wife..ok whatever. You never told me this was a losing game and that you owned all of the relevant properties (the railroads, park place, boardwalk, etc..Monopoly) before I ventured out on my own. It may not have made a difference but it would have cut down on the hope factor that we were considered equal.
mariana crystal heart necklace…memory

In the Shape of a Heart Song by Jackson Browne ‧ 1986 Overview Lyrics It was…
like a furnace who needs the power switch turned on to ignite, the kindness part of my ❤️ has burned out. 🔥 The switch is turned off. Doubtful the flame can be reignited. I remain cold inside, but that is not my nature. It has never been my nature.
What ever happened to people wanting to do the right thing only because it was the right thing to do? What happened to movies with a message like Quiz show? Looking from the outside in, it appears to me that people will only show the truth under threat of exposure from an equal or greater force to them. They don’t do it willingly if it is going to hurt their side or ego. It makes me sad…the agendas. They act like they are doing me a big favor by letting me speak. The data that comes in very often does not equal the data that goes out to the world. That concerns me less than erasure of data which I know has happened. My words are usually mangled. No one knows what to believe. That is how certain people want it. They don’t attempt to right wrongs unless they are forced to…unless there are consequences. It is all very confusing. They tell the truth 20+ years later, but not initially, very rarely initially. Compound fractures. I am glad that I believe in God. I wish my children did. It appears that most of the world worships certain people and not a power greater than themselves. They say they are Godly but they continuously hurt the least of us (namely me and my children) so how Godly can they really be? I wish I had a safe place. With all the me too rights, that desire appears to have been ignored. I wish I knew I was safe and wasn’t surrounded by such ginormous egos. I wish my children were safe and loved. There is no escape for me..so I try to find small moments to be grateful for. That is all I really have anymore..small moments.
I guess it is certain peoples business models to rehash the past over and over again. The sad thing is I wanted to move forward, not deal with duplicates and replacements 24/7. There is no growth. That is where art comes from…learning…growing. There is no more of that under too much control.
I feel bad about how I am irritable with my son. I have been feeling irritated about a lot of things lately. I wish I had more faith.
what if nowhere is home?
Nasal bear. Same as Jacksonville…nose shape by the river..or maybe the comparison to a witch…Maile & Michelle. not sure. Tom and Mimi. Jacob. Ladder. Lee Sherman. Cher? Not sure. I wish it could be explained but I don’t think it ever will be in real life. You trying to get in…me trying to get out. Maybe it will all make sense after death because nothing makes sense right now. Dream… I told Pat about. Baseball player..grocery cart. Loved each other for who we were…such a sense of love…nothing else..Moms and babies towed away in a grocery cart to the eu room..will never be able to get that out of my mind. You understand the Ptsd. I know you understand. I just hope everyone is ok because I am not.
Tom..you are such a good actor.