velvet 17th century mace year of women and children first

The Lewd Angel

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Lately I feel pretty happy lallalalla whatever. Then I have these fucking panic attack type things especially about going home. I am afraid that people won't want to see me and I get this huge feeling of there being this big joke on me and I get to this big feeling that I am failure at a being a woman or something. I feel like I was born too loudmouth and too emotional and it puts me into this weird panic feeling because then I think that no one can love me and I will have to live at home forever because I am like mentally retarded but I don't know about it. I wish I could explain better the feeling of of being a failure as a woman, it is a really aweful feeling.

Also I think my blog sucks now and people even told me that it does and it makes me sad because I don't know why I can't write anything interesting but I think it is maybe related to not having my camera.

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5 comment(s):

Ya my blog started sucking when i lost my camera.

By Blogger J-Mo, at 12:47 p.m.  

Oh, just keep doing what you're doing and don't worry about the rest of it. As long as you're getting something from it, you know?

By Anonymous Anonymous, at 4:14 p.m.  

im not getting anything from it

By Blogger Melissa, at 4:53 p.m.  

That sucks cause we're all still reading it so WE must be getting something out of it. I mean, if it really sucked why would people keep coming back?

By Blogger Justin Beach, at 5:38 p.m.  

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By Blogger NYC TAXI SHOTS, at 9:02 p.m.  

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