Many people tell me that I like wallowing in my own misery, that I like to live and re-live my own pain. Perhaps! But tell me when that is all that you've got left, when that is the very thing which is somehow manages to hold you together, when there is no help in sight, what else are you supposed to do?
There is a light at the end of every tunnel. Guess so, only it seems at the moment that my tunnel is a bit too long for me to handle.
Saturday, February 10, 2007
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