Sunday, July 28, 2013
It's almost August 3.
It's almost August 3. As always this time of year, I'm depressed. I miss him.
Started taking anti depressants because I'm to the point of not being able to cope with things. I'm lonely, I miss being touched.
I miss holding hands, I miss a lot.
I'm in a weird head space lately and just blah.
Pray for me.
A Flowered Purse
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