or lack thereof.
all the craziness of my ex-husbands and my insane teenagers has me opening my eyes and listening to rara's laptop murmuring, "it's twelve o'clock.." when i know i have to be up before 6...
it's amazing what destruction people will wreck when they are angry and it's tragic because it leaves scars that never completely heal.
anyway, living in a sort of telenovella now.
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