I am obsessed with having silverware that matches, dinnerware that matches, linens that match, etc, all because we were poor farmers when i was a child and our stuff was what we could get. When I found out at the age of 18 that things came in sets, I became obsessed with making sure my house had sets everywhere
sometimes the pain in my body is so overwhelming I curl up in a ball and cry. And I dont like people to know that I cry, so most people in my real time, never really get to know how bad I hurt
I use to have sexual fantasies. Now I fantasize about moving without pain. No, seriously.
I hate tomato soup and any other kind of soup with a tomato base
I miscarried a child prior to my beautiful Elizabeth. I think of that child every day...
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Pole bachit, a lis chuye.
The field sees, the forest hears
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