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How To Not Hate My Husband. Who exactly are we talking about? How I met my beloved and a boyfriend. Who the fuck cares right? I mean what is with me finding posts or seeing things about how you met your mate, tell us your story. Talk about a combo back in the day.
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I lent down and gave her the biggest hug.
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Life, Beauty, and Jewelry. I wish to swim away from this pain that drowns me. But then I forget I am a rock. Often stepped on and sometimes kicked. Unable to feel sadness or happiness. I wish I could break. So that I could feel something other than emptiness. As I am tossed and kicked further away. I am a simple rock. And when I hit the bottom. I will stay as my new solid form.
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