tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14470721.post1092829894562974012..comments2023-09-09T01:01:15.645+10:00Comments on emunctory: Have a read..unique_stephenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01137046158732977521noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14470721.post-73040793457056686922009-09-26T00:01:23.824+10:002009-09-26T00:01:23.824+10:00"The only difference between me and the bum w..."The only difference between me and the bum was that he doesn’t have to go to work tomorrow."<br /><br />I can identify. Can't disappoint my grown sons, or I'd be wearing a red cape, too.Southern Mountain Boyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12037965378007403200noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14470721.post-31875609476012564552009-09-23T00:38:46.784+10:002009-09-23T00:38:46.784+10:00Painful post.Painful post.Memphishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01636056194130886380noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14470721.post-65200874656327532102009-09-17T14:25:29.800+10:002009-09-17T14:25:29.800+10:00I jut want to be clear: I did not write this, nor ...I jut want to be clear: I did not write this, nor does it hold any similarity with events in my life currently or in what I imagine to be our future. I stumbled across it.<br />Reading it the author ... you can just really really feel what it is like to walk in his shoes.unique_stephenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01137046158732977521noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14470721.post-48758427084148883682009-09-17T01:50:02.179+10:002009-09-17T01:50:02.179+10:00babe...that post is beautufully written. I've ...babe...that post is beautufully written. I've not ever been married but have felt the same arrow sting my heart.<br /><br />Walking away and accepting that it is and was the best thing to do was laborious but accomplished. What is left after that is to let the heart heal.<br /><br />Sweetheart what possessed you to post this post? Are you feeling melancholy? <br /><br />Cause I could fix that...big boy.<br />*wink*<br />ciao honey.Spiky Zora Joneshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09283587481327552086noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14470721.post-18719780352741611022009-09-16T22:57:29.881+10:002009-09-16T22:57:29.881+10:00I don't know what to make of that. Sorry.I don't know what to make of that. Sorry.LẌhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06337382169476392640noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14470721.post-5813026675957603692009-09-16T21:44:14.640+10:002009-09-16T21:44:14.640+10:00the line from 'foundations' by Kate Nash s...the line from 'foundations' by Kate Nash springs to mind, "You said I must eat so many lemons,<br />'cause I am so bitter.<br />I said "I'd rather be with your friends mate,<br />'cause they are much fitter"<br /><br /><br />Poor, disaffected bastard.Bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05549509390572747201noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14470721.post-87506858911413636012009-09-16T17:43:47.639+10:002009-09-16T17:43:47.639+10:00wow. this stung tears at my eyes...god I remember ...wow. this stung tears at my eyes...god I remember that. feeling like that. except I was the wife, I was the chatter, i was trying to get a stone-faced ex-husband to try and smile with me and put my guilt and my sorry and my fear at bay.<br /><br />It's a shit of a time, it really is.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com