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Finding Hope

I cannot go, and come, and kill myself Hope – full   I could be very imaginative; always stuck in my head plotting “My Perfect Life” (or at least that’s what I thought). Planning boat rides, hunting escapades, runaway relationships, coups, lunch, vacation with the kids. I’m sure you get the point. Three years ago, …

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Waiting

The very beginning of the wait Ever since I could remember, I always wanted a friend. No, I’m not trying to be mushy, I am going somewhere with this. My “want” of course evolved, and soon enough it wasn’t just a friend I wanted. I wanted my very own designer boyfriend. His features? via GIPHY …