Turns out my good friend in the photo above can not bare herself. We agreed that she would be the only one at a blistering naked beach in a parka.
She would be Virginia Wolfe but instead spending her entire life looking for a pen.
She sees herself as the Wicked Witch; trying to careen people away with her disposition;her grumbling.
but instead she is the lion.
a sniffling
nose slapped
lion
Don't worry she wants me to do this. She wants me to call her out. She wants to expose herself; release her soul like thousands of other people, who have turned parts of themselves inside out on here, but she needs help. What she's written is only smoke and mirrors; it's the warm up act. Her tank is full and it needs to be emptied, we need to help her www.lorey.blogspot.com
Monday, February 21, 2005
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If I were her I wouldn't want someone patronizing me this way. you seem paternal somehow. Stop please.
you support her, good
you don't, bad.
I love her
Do not attempt to love that which will never be within your grasp.
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