am lost for words. Words fail me. Why does life/fate/the gods conspire to kick me in the teeth?
At a time of year where I'm already melancholy (for lack of a better word) life takes, a step back, gauges, takes a few more steps back and takes a runny. No point kicking me in the arse if I can't feel it eh?
You can ask, but its not guaranteed that I'll tell you. I think because I'm not ready to face it myself at the moment.
Its all very cryptic eh?
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I will ask, since no-one else has - what's up petal? Although it is "that time of year "again isn't it? Chin up.
Noreen
I'm suprised anyone actually bothers to read this at the moment, I'm even more of a miserable cow than normal.
Ach just stuff, its really too late to dredge it up now anyway.
Cheers though
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