what does it really mean when people say that ever so famous line...
"I'm not mad, just dissapointed."
Yeah, thank you Anna, and thank you Dad.
Because calling your sporadic exhibits of borderline hostile behavior towards me (or really towards my decision to move to Denver) the result of "dissapointment," makes it just so much better...
I don't know, I just can't sleep...
I think it is relevant to point out to those who actually read this, that the opinions and views expressed in this blog are the meandering and overly exploited thoughts in my warped brain. I am a fairly happy (although expressive) individual that loves her family and, in general, her life. So please don't judge me, that is one of my worst fears, judgement.
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