My glass house represents me. The fragile recovering addict who survived years of abuse and struggles everyday with bipolar disorder, anorexia, and everything inside her head. A glass house is strong enough to keep out the rain and wind, but it also breaks easily. That's me! Careful don't cut yourself!
Monday, November 22, 2010
November 22 Congratulations Bubby
I know I will never get the chance to have my brother back now that everything has been said and done, but I still love him no matter what. I found out that around 3PM today, he will be getting married. So I am sending out "Congratulations Bubby" and wishes of good luck through the voice in my heart..I hope he hears it, even if he ignores it.
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