Biography
All I want to do is write and care for animals. Those are my passions.
Samples
. When you feel like there is no other way but really there is, you start to think about all other viable options. Everything else seems trivial, minute to the force we, I face. The only way is this way. To accept that maybe I have issues, maybe I'm too harsh. Maybe I'm too tough and expect too much. That thought though seems to dwindle when I really try to focus on it. Why; really why though? I think it's because I know I'm right. I know I'm not the one in the wrong, however I still try, for you. I try for you, die for you. I cry for you and I even spend time thinking about you. Hours and hours, just thinking. Thinking about all I've done and all you've done. All I've needed and you have never met. You might not be the worst. Maybe I'm starting to realize though you're not the best. These are my feelings. These are my thoughts. So what if you don't agree; I no longer care. Perhaps this change is for the best. It could also be for the worse. Only time will tell. Only time can heal.
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Blog entries by Madelyn DeLeon
Thinking (21/06/2018)
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<Deleted User> (13740)
Thu 3rd May 2018 06:03
I admire your tenacity, however you sound confused about a person maybe u need to voice your feelings directly to that person without others interfering and maybe it's all a question of timing. If the other person isn't ready or hasn't been prepared to hear your voice, leave it up to the universe. MADELINE. AND my prayers are with u, with your career and general well being. X