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emotions comeback intervention time


Thursday, May 27, 2010 !@#$% 8:03 PM

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This morning, I told someone that going through an emotional turmoil is fine. It's human to do so and there was nothing wrong with it. He had some serious issues, so I told him that even though it was sensible as so, he had to cut himself short of going too deep. Because he hurt himself so bad that he shunned away the people that cared. At the end of that, the one person that he said went up to him was the person he least expected. I respect that person. I respect him. I respect them.

But I think I've gotta start practicing what I preach.
Hormone imbalance or whatever the hell you call it.


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