There's something to be said for independence. Too bad I'm totally not.
I get very sad and lethargic and depressed when I can't see my psuedo family.
I feel tremendously alone.
And I'm sick of my parents talking to that damn cat like it's a kid.
posted by M.Jazz @ 1:49 PM
To be concise, I can't feel something without describing it. Probably, this is due to some sort of traumatic experience I had in the womb. I hate the expression, "She wears her heart on her sleeve." It makes the subject sound weak and whiny. I concede that I am both of these things, but I don't like to come right out and say it...mostly because I'm an arrogant fool. I'd rather refer to myself as effusive. If you'll sit a while and read, I'm sure you'll agree.
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