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Hey, mr Horrible, You suck.
I know he won’t read this, ever. But I feel like if I don’t rant on this somehow, it is going to fester and rot inside of me. I try not to spend time thinking about the waste of space that is mr Horrible. However, sometimes he just manages to do or say something that gets under my skin and all I want to do is punch him in the throat.
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Filled With Regret
Sometimes you get lucky and find music that speaks to the feelings and emotions that you experience. When I find a song that seems to just gets me, I can’t help but wonder how that artist just “got me” in a way that other people and those who are closest to the box I am fighting to get out of, just don’t seem to.
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I Dub Thee Mr Horrible
I am really tired of referring to my was-husband as “the ex”. He isn’t my anything anymore. I would like to permanently disown him if that were at all possible. Since I can’t do that (damn the mixing of genetic material!) the next best thing is to give him a whole new title.
