got real ballet slippers, and i feel like i can fly in them. a flying pig.
today is my 3 month anniversary in sobriety, and ill celebrate by going to another meeting. because that's what keeps me sane.
im starting to accept that one can't change completely. there are glimpses of obsessive behavior here and there, but they're not really causing any harm. and you, blog, you are one of the few outlets that i have, and i need to continue venting here, if needed.
Bubble gum makes me happy.
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| just like mine, only without the studs |
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