My Life as a Puzzle Piece

How does it all fit?

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Location: T-Town, WA

Here I am. Just trying to figure out how the random things in my life piece together to make the beautiful portrait that God is painting. How long will it take? FOREVER! Who am I? I'm not quite sure yet. Where will I be in 10 years? Do I dare dream?

Friday, September 08, 2006

Cold. Hard. Refreshing

Do fathers ever change? Do they ever realize that they treat their kids like shit? I'm not a liason between you and your ex-wife, who, if you didn't realize by now, is my mother. My job is not to be yelled at when you want to yell at her. I am your daughter. Get that through your mind.

And stop asking me why I don't come over a lot. I've already told you that enough. Get it through you thick head.

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