splinters

Something that I worry about pretty much all the time- is raising an asshole who is just as fucked up as I am about love, family, or just relationships in general. 
I don't want to make her awkward and withdrawn. 
But how can the broken teach someone something they know nothing about? 

ehh..worrying is like a rocking chair...it gives you something to do but it doesn't get you anywhere.

So I'll try not to break her, but maybe a therapist can fix her either way. Go college.

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  1. Love your blog, but couldn't find a 'follow' button

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  2. thank you very much Sandra! it must have had a glitch in the follow me button. it should be fixed now. :)

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