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August 17, 2014
The Wheel of Grief goes...
Tonight it is anger. I'm angry. I'm angry for everything that lead us to this point. Most...most nights it is guilt. Most nights I fight back the tears, and sometimes they get through. Sometimes ...
July 25, 2014
Dear Mommy & Husband...
Dear Mommy & Husband, I love and miss you both dearly, but why must you haunt my dreams? I think about you both, all day every day, separately and in tandem. Nightime is my respit. And if ...
January 30, 2014
The day a couple hundred people on the internet went ape shit
It's fitting, that this is my first entry on Prosebook. The feel, and smell of it all. I'm in a way right now...watching, waiting, anticipating. Ding Dong, OD is dead....and while I share your se...
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