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I Want Him to Live In My World

Mature, Heavenly Men Are Flexible And Honest

By: girlcapitol
Written on February 26th, 2011
Age: 51-55 , Female
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  • thatguy1970

    Good point.

    May 29, 2011
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  • thatguy1970

    Two things I'd like to add;



    (1) Happiness *is* fleeting. It is not a constant and it is certainly not a given.



    (2) I've come to learn that we make our own happiness. If we become dependent on another for our own happiness, well, it usually doesn't work out.



    Best wishes to you!

    May 29, 2011
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  • girlcapitol

    You made my night, Oscar. Have not had a good day. I think I see a glimmer of light ahead...



    Thank you for your comment, really needed to hear that.



    Take care and have a good night, friend.

    xxoo

    May 15, 2011
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  • WildeOscar

    What a mess life is, when we peel away the layer that we use to hide the truth from random strangers who would run away screaming, if they only knew the truth. You have offered a glimpse of what it means to be alive in this world and to trust others who turn out not to be deserving of our trust, or those fully deserving but we realize it only too late.



    You are no different from the rest of us, maybe a little more honest. My life is equal parts mess, but in different ways. Hang in there.

    May 15, 2011
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  • gr8jesus

    You are sweet ..I thank you for your comment.......:)

    Mar 7, 2011
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  • girlcapitol

    Oh, Jesus!!!!! Good Lordy, you have lifted me like I haven't been lifted in six months!!!! It must be Sunday... yes certainly 'tis.



    Seriously, you have no idea how the comments have healed me today. I am still struggling so completely with the changes that have ravaged my "miraculous new existence".



    From ashes I am trying very hard to rise up - and to right myself to a better position than ever. Having your heart broken wide open and watching your very guts and soul bleed out and run into the storm gutters leaves you nowhere to go but...



    and while slumped over the curb all you can do is say a kind word to anything lower passing...



    such is how we internalize the kind of compassion that lets you hold lepers

    and AIDS-infected babies; kissing away their tears and holding them more tightly as their drool dries on your shoulder.

    Mar 6, 2011
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  • gr8jesus

    beautiful write...enjoyed reading...superb language and flow of words are awesome..u left me speechless...these comments are not enough to compliment u i think.... ...:)

    Mar 6, 2011
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  • girlcapitol

    What doesn't kill us makes us stronger, and just overflowing with wisdom and love for the RIGHT people ~ n'est-ce pas, Froggi?

    Feb 28, 2011
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  • zzltfrg

    This makes sad reading. You are one of countless good, decent people whose lives have taken on a nightmare quality, as apparent certainties have dissolved before their eyes. I am glad you have such an optimistic outlook, enabling the story to end in such an upbeat way.

    Feb 28, 2011
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  • girlcapitol

    What a SEET thing to say, thank you. I wondered if I should change, but I guess my choices are what need changing.

    Feb 27, 2011
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