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Good For You

Tuesday, Nov. 01, 2005 ~ 1:59 p.m.
The current mood of withabandon at www.imood.com

You know how when you see someone who's tired, you can see it in their eyes? When they're tired both physically and emotionally, you can tell just by their general air, but there's no quite anything you can really place your finger on pertaining to how tired they are? Or what tells you that they're tired.

I have honestly never seen anyone so worn out in my entire life. It was absolutely heartbreaking. The very color seemed to be drained from his entire aura, his clothes, his hair, his face, his entire being. I want so very much to help, but it's like when a butterfly is trapped in a spiderweb. You really want to reach in and scoop them out and help them, but if you touch their wings, they'll never be able to fly again, and inevitably be crushed, as good as dead. I don't want to hurt things more than they already do, I just want to be a shoulder to lean on, but I don't know if that's what he wants.

I have, in the past, written very elusively about the relationships and friendships that I am carrying on currently, but I feel the need to be quite frank at this point, and I apologize if it embarrasses or angers anyone.

All I wanna do is be there for the things that you're going through.. is it good for you? Is it good for you?

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Disclaimer: These are my personal thoughts, emotions and opinions -- they are not intended to offend or aggress upon anyone. Likewise, though I do appreciate a constructively critical comment on occasion, I prefer non-hateful and thoughtful comments with respect to myself. I shouldn't have any problems with that though, we're all grown ups here, right? Please note that any offensive, aggressive and anonymous comments will be deleted from my comments, notes and guestbook, as I like knowing that the rest of my readership doesn't have to read that trash. Also, the HTML on this design has been designed solely by myself, Amanda Neal, and song lyrics are from the song "Wild Horses" by Natasha Bedingfield.

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