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I am a bipolar genius, child abuse & addiction survivor, who is now a single mother who works 70 hours a week and has had gastric-bypass weight loss surgery a year ago. Wish me luck cuz I need it!!!Examples of My Insanity Dead On Mental Health Quiz Tuna Noodle Casserole Story Explaining Myselves Biting Off Redneck's Finger Got So Crazy Scratched Til I Bled How I Found Nirvana Leaving Lon After 7 Years Bad Luck On 3 July 4ths Random Craziness (FBI Please Disregard) How I Ended Up A Junky Almost Getting Raped by a Marine Typical Weekend in Ohio How Cobain Saved My Life
How long could we maintain? I wondered. How long until one of us starts raving and jabbering at this boy? What will he think then? This same lonely desert was the last known home of the Manson family; will he make that grim connection when my attorney starts screaming about bats and huge manta rays coming down on the car? If so, well, we'll just have to cut his head off and bury him somewhere, 'cause it goes without saying that we can't turn him loose. He'd report us at once to some kind of outback Nazi law enforcement agency and they'll run us down like dogs. Jesus, did I say that? Or just think it? Was I talking? Did they hear me?
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