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I'm sure all of us experience times of deep doubt.

There may be times when we fall short of expectation; whether that be your own or someone else’s (sort that shit out on your own time)

Sometimes you may go as far as to think that if you departed his earth...no one would be the wiser.

I am with you in spirit my friend.

After this sentence your life will change for the better. I present to you:

http://grouphug.us/

This confession site makes an Alcoholics Anonymous meeting seem like match.com...not that I've done either. If I can put it in words it's like watching "Faces of Death" for the first time. Over and over again. And over.

You have jewels like anonymous poster: 266399417

"when i was 13 there was this color blind kid in my art class called joey

we had art and he had been drawing this picture for 5 weeks it really was a masterpiece

anyway he had this pot of crayons that had labels on with the name of the color

when he wasnt looking i switched the labels and he started coloring everthing in different colors (he colored the sky purple)

he went to show the teacher who told him it was all the wrong colors and he started crying really loud

i felt sick at the time but of course i dont care any more i am 17"


Not enough Huh? Peep your local childcare provider as anonymous poster: 41551539

"i work with kids 5 days a week, and sometimes i feel myself losing control. some kids need the fucking shit beat out of them..."

This was just the first page with 100 pages to follow. Of course half are lies but so are half of my friendships.

That’s it for this week, up next: The laughter from within when you realize that women really think you care.

  1. Blogger Kristin | 4:17 PM |  

    holy crap! well id rather that childcare provider get out their frustrations via the written word than in actions.

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