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Every sad story I hear or read makes me cry. I’m not a crier. I don’t do crying. And yet here I am crying at home makeovers. Blog posts. News stories about budget cuts.

Plus I’ve come to the end of my hydrocodone supply and unless I drive my car into a tree I don’t anticipate getting another refill, the last two prescriptions were a gift from the doctor who chose to let me slide.

I’m so tired and worn out. I just want to throw it all away.

I would like to read your every post. I almost visited your every layout but whatever you posted here about this concept mentioned view seems to me pretty gorgeous. Thanks mate.

Have you watched fire proof? Or Hachiko? Oh well, those movies made me cry. I am emotional though. Just passin here. Good luck and enough from crying.