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Love through Deployment and Back
A blog of stories and feelings, while my soldier is deployed
Me & Him
tall, blonde, Canadian, dancer, world traveler, procrastinator, friend, nervous, awkward, self conscious, serious sweet tooth, scaredie cat, adrenaline junkie, mover and a shaker
always rushing, usually late
short hair, brown eyes, Canadian, smarty pants, adventurer, calm, collected, sharp shooter, serious sweet tooth, runner, adrenaline junkie, sci-fi-er
never rushing, always on time
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date: Tuesday, December 27, 2011
title: Dancer
Then come the lights shining on you from above. You are a performer. You forget all you learned, the process of technique, the fear, the pain, you even forget who you are. You become one with the music, the lights, indeed one with the dance." Shirley Maclaine
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date: Saturday, December 24, 2011
title: When
When a girl tells you about her problems,
it does not mean she is complaining,
it means that she trusts you.
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date: Sunday, December 18, 2011
title: Girls...
They always say that it's the nice guys that finish last. It seems to be the same thing with girls.
I don't have any other word than hurt for how I feel right now. One of the hardest parts is that you know what your doing and you know I feel about it. But maybe you are too selfish to see whats its doing to the people around you. It seems like the girls with no morals always win, the nice girls finish last. I've been up against these girls all my life and I'm still losing. Still hurts just the same now, but it seems to hit a little closer to home. How does one win against these girls? Boys don't seem to get it other than its an easier pair of legs to open. It's sad really, what has happened...? Does the satisfaction of sex come before self respect and morals?
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you know the boys that are worth it arent just looking for easy open legs... dont lose hope
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