Farmer Boy - thank you for sharing that.

I can tell you that the very fact that you call those dreams "nightmares" tells me they will never come true for you.

I'm listening to that song now. I listened to it on youtube and downloaded it immediately. The tears are running down my face. Thank God for office doors.

It looks like I have finally stumbled into a special kind of hell reserved for incest survivors - the hell where there is a pedophile in every mirror.

I blew my girlfriend off last night - told her not to come over. I don't want her to see me, to look at me. I miss her and want to call her, but I still don't want her to look at me...

They say the eyes are the window to the soul.

I have his eyes.

I'm putting that song on repeat. Perhaps, if I listen to it enough, I'll start to believe the lyrics... I want to believe it!
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I guess what I'm trying to say
Is whose life is it anyway because livin'
Living is the best revenge
You can play
-- Def Leppard

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