Me Scurvy
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Can't Breathe Ok, I think I am actually sinking into depression. I am in Atlanta, visiting Angela, Shawn, and their new baby, Gabrielle, and things are ok...until the topic of my life comes up. I can't breathe. I feel like a lead weight is on my chest. I just want to sleep and avoid. I feel trapped, somehow, as if I can't make the hard decisions to free myself. I don't know if I am just afraid of the consequences, or if I really don't know in my heart of hearts that I can do whatever I want and let the chips fall where they may. I feel like I am more responsible to others than I am to myself. I hate this. said the Dread Pirate Ro at 4:08 PM on September 01, 2004 Aarrgh! 6 scurvy dogs said "Ahoy, matey!"
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