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On missing someone...

On missing someone...

There was this annoyingly smart boy in my class in 5th grade. He kept bothering me, but we kept a distant friendship. One time, he sprinkled CD dust on my head and then got told it was poisonous. I came in late the next morning and he thought I died. It was so nice to see someone care. We don't talk anymore.

There was this annoyingly smart boy in my class in 5th grade. He kept bothering me, but we kept a distant friendship. One time, he sprinkled CD dust on my head and then got told it was poisonous. I came in late the next morning and he thought I died. It was so nice to see someone care. We don't talk anymore.

It's about who you miss at 2pm. via (http://ift.tt/2ufB9Nq)

It's about who you miss at 2pm. via (http://ift.tt/2ufB9Nq)

This is what defeats me every time. I miss my children so badly that every time it crosses my mind that my wife is dumping them on someone so she can run off and enjoy her life, I lose control of my bipolar. It's so fucking annoying! I want my children back in my life!!!!!!!!!!

This is what defeats me every time. I miss my children so badly that every time it crosses my mind that my wife is dumping them on someone so she can run off and enjoy her life, I lose control of my bipolar. It's so fucking annoying! I want my children back in my life!!!!!!!!!!

I don’t remember a time where I could “just enjoy things”. What I remember is a time where I was able to enjoy something by throwing everyone who could be hurt by or suffer from it under the bus. I remember those times in MY life. And I am so fucking grateful they are in the past.

I don’t remember a time where I could “just enjoy things”. What I remember is a time where I was able to enjoy something by throwing everyone who could be hurt by or suffer from it under the bus. I remember those times in MY life. And I am so fucking grateful they are in the past.

There are all kinds of ways people can leave our lives our words cannot explain all that there is, one word is why...

There are all kinds of ways people can leave our lives our words cannot explain all that there is, one word is why...

Available as a poster, "When tomorrow starts without me."  Someone found this poem clipping in their mother's bible after she died.

Available as a poster, "When tomorrow starts without me." Someone found this poem clipping in their mother's bible after she died.

Your absence has done the greatest damage to me,  missing you, more then I've ever missed a person -V

Your absence has done the greatest damage to me, missing you, more then I've ever missed a person -V

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