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Soursop and Breast Men




Today, I am thankful for soursop and breast men.

Well....

Today was a weird day. 

I can't tell you what made me go running for the soursop.  It was weird and scary.  I wish I had someone who could help me keep track of this part of my body.  I always thought that a guy would be around to alert me to troubles in this region.  It would figure that I'd start having problems when no one is paying attention to that place.   

I'm getting old. 

I figure that my constant migraines, panic attacks and vertigo spells are being caused by stress.

I figured that the stress was causing me to have random pains throughout my body.  It makes it hard to eat, so I end up bruising everywhere.  I blamed my health problems on my current life circumstances. 

I figure if I take control of my life, things will get better. 

I started thinking back to why the stalking is bugging me so much.  It corresponds with controlling behavior on the part of my ex. 

I figured out how to put a stop to it. 

Do I tell? 

Maybe not. 

I've got to keep some tricks to myself. 

So, maybe I should change the subject. 

 
 
Someone sent this photo to me on Facebook today.  It made me laugh. 

I like bald guys. 

My ex noticed the appearance of the men who are clamoring near me and offered to shave his head to get me back. 

If he wants me, he doesn't need to lose his hair.  He needs to lose the attitude, lose about 100-200 pounds and keep his sister 500 feet from me at all times. 

I doubt that will happen. 

I know he cares.  I'm just going to say that the health issue I have revolves around my left breast.  I'm having a lot of pain and other problems.  I woke up today and it was the wrong shape and the wrong color.  It was almost as though someone pranked me by fitting it in a tight mold as I slept. 

I took a hot bath and it is normal now but it hurts like heck. 

It is bruised!  How in the hell did it get bruised?  I sleep with an assortment of books.  Maybe I slept the wrong way and hurt myself. 

Men are safer to sleep with.  I'll make a note of that. 

Maybe I was punked last night. 

Hmmmm.....

I may end up breaking down and asking my ex if it looks weird to him.  I know it sounds weird but there is one guy in the world who knows what it is supposed to look like.  If something is wrong, he'd probably know. 

How much can it have changed in six years?

Do I really want to open up that can of worms? 

Or get the worm excited?

Uh....

Maybe it's time to call a physician. 

So, I'll toast you with soursop and wish you a Happy New Year. 

Ladies, perhaps there is some utility in keeping a man around who is interested in the twins.  If something is wrong, you have someone who will notice. 

I guess there is something to be said for breast men after all.  I'm sorry, breast men, for making fun of thee. 

Love ya,

S. 



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