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ptsd sucks... sucks like a leech feeding on ones lifeblood... sigh moving forward regardless

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he eats my peace, his three squares all the while pretending he is satiated to others yet seems to derive pleasure from snacking on my new found strength a reminder of his chef like techniques i am unfit for his consumption, and will smile as he starves

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i often smile when revisiting my childhood memories... best of all were the summers helping dad construct the most reviled clubhouses in the neighborhood... was often some of the only moments i shared wholeheartedly with my dad, as i am one of 5 kids, all of which benefitted from his strength, wisdom, and honest witty demeanor... he spent that time solely to make me happy, for the clubhouses, no matter where we lived were for me, just me.... my friends and i r blessed with childhood and teenage angst filled memories if only because my dad loved me that much, and recognized the necessity in my having my own independent space. happiness defined it was!!

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am loving this late night solitude that the thunderstorm and are sharing.. rock on, weather, rock on!

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i am 32 flavors and then some!

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and the teenaged boy

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you cant be smart the majority times, and then decide to feign stupidity simply because it is convenient...

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i love the spring shower raining down in gleeful, joyous abandon quiet yet soothing in softness gentle happily splashing spring with its presence grateful to witness

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brings sweet memories of living in amsterdam, germany and denmark...thx for that!

Pastries and Coffee

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is my 5 yr old defining his day by the fact that his "socks feel weird, i cant deal with this" not the shining example of the priorities we all seem to miss???

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his hatred hammer hurts. sigh.

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today is a weighted day... may i trust the scale to tip appropriately...

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wildseed

i see u... tehetehe

#wildseed #i see u too and luv u! ;0)

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gratitude he sees me and appreciates me he watches me but doesnt idolize me (hence unrealistic expectations assigned upon my person ) he holds me yet never attempts to suffocate he supports me and befuddles and endears me with his lack of judgement he laughs at me - unabashedly, immodestly, and wholeheartedly while never mocking me ( without my consent, at least) he owns me, feels me, touches me yet never do i sense confinement, only appreciation he loves me in spite of and because of me but mostly, mainly, he believes me he sees the scars - meaning the after effects and he believes me all of the aforementioned is blessedly comforting... has meaning.... simply because he believes me this is love

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Winking it announced its presence Slyly covert & unobtrusive But unyielding in stealth - & stamina Persistently whispering hushed reminders Of what was...of what could be Humming a lofty tune Resonating silently in the air Crisp and clean it crept Finding her curled snugly And forlornly inside darkness And morosity Embracing their comfort and consistency Waiting eagerly to blanket her in its stranglehold of despair But still - Happiness was winking Promises left to be made true Until exhausted with the play The cat and mouse She winked back

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#my son playing with my photo app... he is a handsome creative little man