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Without tenses

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handwriter

handwriter

Norway

March 21, 2014

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08:58 AM Mar 21 2014

handwriter

handwriter
Norway

Give me the truth the first time, and permit me to deal with it then.  I mean, if you are my friend, don't just hit me with the truth and run.  But give it to me straight and then help me deal or face whatever may come of it.

08:40 AM Mar 21 2014

handwriter

handwriter
Norway

When you try and comfort me with a lie, it feels good, warm, and comfortable, but it is so fleeting—it’s like warm pee in your bed on a cold-wintery night: while it may feel warm and comforting at the moment while still fresh and steaming—as soon as the cold hits it, it turns cold and disgusting—leaving an ugly, rusty boarder yellow stain on your white sheets.