These are my words, my feelings, my life. I do not suppose anyone would understand or always agree but my thoughts understood or not or agreed on or not are valid all the same. They are mine therefore they are precious to me.
Do I start with heartache, disappointment or jump right into faux happiness? With heartache, it is what it is and if you ponder it repeatly it grows into more than what it is. With disappointment, it becomes disfunction. But with faux happiness, you just might fake yourself into believing you're happy. That's what I chose to do. Fake it.
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