I wrote a letter to you today. It's not really a letter; it's more like a ranting. At first I had it on here, ready to post, for the whole world to see. But in the end, after some thoughts and deliberations, I changed my mind. 1) I'm ashamed of some of the things I wrote and would be too embarrassed for people to read them, and 2) I don't know if I am ready to put it all out there. But I do feel a bit better after writing it.
I just hope that some day I can put it all behind me or actually put it all out there and deal with it. Until now, it is just a document on my computer.
Restlessly,
Samus.
It's often just enough to be with someone. I don't need to touch them. Not even talk. A feeling passes between you both. You're not alone. ~marilyn monroe
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