22, many-triggered

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If you have to know, it's like you shoot me and I keep shooting blanks in the dark. Your mouth is a gun, and your actions the bullets. Sometimes I remember when I was a drifter with a gun. // Bipolar II and 22, loving is harder when you're always closer to the edge.

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12.13.2011

posted at 12/13/2011 06:35:00 PM

I feel so lonely. I don't think I've got anyone who I can speak to in an honest way right now, and who can speak to me as honestly as well. My friends' schedules and mine rarely pan out, I don't really know when my partner finds something wrong or good, and the only person I really talk to these days is my shrink.

I feel terribly lonely.

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posted by triggered_shot # 12/13/2011 06:35:00 PM

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Hey. There's always someone there to talk to.

Use my blog's url, @gmail.com,

and maybe I can offer some help.

# posted by

Unknown : December 13, 2011 at 10:28 PM

appreciated. :) maraming salamat.

# posted by

triggered_shot : December 14, 2011 at 12:30 PM

At first I misread and thought the only person you really talk to these days is your sink! Now wouldn't that be funny?

# posted by

Unknown : December 19, 2011 at 2:05 PM

@drew i used to do that when i was a kid and staying at my mother's place. we had a huge kitchen which overlooked the street and i would be the only one up at 2 in the morning, my mother's tv blaring in the distance from her room, and i smoking, drinking tea, talking to myself and the sink as i watched my dog sleeping from the outside.

but i digress, hilarious haha

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triggered_shot : December 21, 2011 at 8:01 PM