she is crying again

and desolate. spent time elsewhere when he refused to answer the phone.

with people who are also desolate.

my spirit is weary and heavy within me this week.

the hawk was tender with me last night.

i screamed at God yesterday. Eli.

me. love. being alone. deserving, confessing.

pressure of money and the things that have to come out.

soi much sorry and grief.

lord jesus, bless him and help me move on.

this wind blowing through my life is a killing wind.

when will i sleep together and lie down together

hard day, wednesday the third one of the month.

paycheck in today. not enough to go around.

tension, always more tension.

If i could just eliminate michael from my psyche.

he has hurt me more than the whole marriage put together. but at least for three months i knew

wheat a hot sumemr romance was

i knew he was in love with me.

twisted if you don't bend

clare bowditch said it well.

i couldn't feel so i learned how to touch.

i do not deserve a mindfuck. nor will i take it.

bye michael pii in your fucking eye.

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