I took myself home cos more I drank the more sad I got an I don't wanna be a dickhead I love her and I shouldn't and I don't know how to make it stop or go away its fucking killing me it's fucking me up and I don't know how to turn it off
Hi darlin'. Not sure if I'm doing this right. Don't want to push. Don't want to seem like I'm fading away. Worried. Anxious. Just want to say again that I'm here. That I care. That I hope you're okay. That, if it's ok with you, I'd love to know what you're thinking and still want to help you if I can. Love you shoogah.
DO YOU NEED A DESSERT THAT CAN BE READY WITHIN 20 MINUTES? THERE ARE TIMES WHERE I CRAVES SWEETS BUT DON'T WANT TO SPEND HOURS IN THE KITCHEN. THE FIRST THING THAT COMES TO MY MIND IS THIS TREASURED RECIPE THAT WAS HANDED DOWN TO ME 20 YEARS AGO BY A FRIEND OF MINE. ONE OF MY FAVORITE WAYS TO USE MY OVER-RIPE BANANAS. THESE BANAN BALLS ARE CRISPY ON THE OUTSIDE AND FLUFFY ON THE INSIDE - DELICIOUS AND EASY TO PUT TOGETHER.
"That was the lie I used to justify my isolation," Pahl whispered. "But then I met you. Dawn, I knew you would come back broken. Maybe even shattered. I allowed you to die, so that you could come back as just exactly who you are. I was ready to take you exactly as you are." "I'm so sorry, Pahl."
To be honest with you, I don't have the words to make you feel better, but I do have the arms to give you a hug, ears to listen to whatever you want to talk about, and I have a heart; a heart that aching to see you smile again. Amen