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  • Somewhere I'm aloneWon't You take my empty handsAnd fill them with Your loveWon't You take me as I am- I love these lyrics, it speaks to me and my baby.My paper's sorta done. It's kinda like a baby conceived with birth d…

  • I was saying to my roommate "I should put on ...uh...." when I had the mental image of a certain jacket that I was looking for when I shocked myself by finishing my own sentence with "... a condom" yes, dot dot dot m…

  • after these three entries last night,I talked to Antoniette and IM'd Criagthe thoughts they shared:stay with my agony. find out why I am agonizing, why do I care? that may just be where my paper can be found.I'm always g…

  • I'm still in labor. My paper is not born. It's stuck. or I'm stuck. And both the mom and the baby are getting rest.less. So today seemed like a day between contractions and pains (Thank Heavens for the mental/emotional b…

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