Tuesday, March 30, 2010

I need to stop torturing myself and move the fuck on. She was just sitting there and I wasn't going to be able to use her. If I ever get better enough to row again fuck knows if she'd still be the right boat. If. When I'm walking with a stick because I can't keep my fucking balance how the fuck do I think I'm ever going to be able to row again?

Fuck this shit.

The money is going on Millie's vet bills. And a tattoo.

And maybe one day I'll fucking forget.

5 comments:

  1. Unknown12:55 AM

    Nothing I can say really. Hugs.



    I could flash you on Wednesday if it'd help though.

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  2. Dusty12:59 AM

    I'm sorry, (((Emma))). That sucks.

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  3. mornington1:17 AM

    Tits makes everything better.

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  4. Ryn8:55 AM

    *hugs*

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  5. Paperback Reader9:05 PM

    (((Emma))) Tats rock.

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