There are many ways of breaking a heart. Stories were full of hearts broken by love,
but what really broke a heart was taking away its dream - whatever that dream might be.
Pearl S. Buck

Tuesday, June 19


Why can't I keep myself to myself sometimes???? Honestly, maybe if i tried doing some volunteer work again, i wouldn't feel so god awful important.. OR sorry for myself.

Maybe it would cut down on the chatter that comes from my lips and fingertips too... I apologize to all my buddies that have to deal with my spastic nature on those days. I hope you read this and feel the love I have for your tolerance.


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