i’m listening to a recording of langas and manganiars
“kesariya banna...konti ghariso.... dhar me lo....
choodaliya bulawat bega.... la ghiyo la”
i don’t get a word of what they’re saying. but it sounds good and happy.
the opposite of what i feel.
i have a compulsive need to hate her.
and i hate her for giving me excuses to be so.
i’m a good woman but i’m bad girl.
i don’t need guilt on top of my anger.
i need a shrink.
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who?
u really have incredibly incisive barbs into current affirs ... me dont get to read the paper a lot nowadays and just quote off ur blog to sound bright :)
wendi, the answer is somewhere in those lines. but you don't have to seek it. online counselling is unhelpful.
crazed, thank you. i write or else i'd explode with indignation. and you are welcome to quote.
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