Anxiety Forum
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Sk8r_4_LiFe
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Anxiety Forum
There should be a new forum for anxiety, because I know alot of friends of mine deal with anxiety, especially those who lost their parents, relatives, and/or friends in 9/11. I feel that anxiety is a big problem we all deal with.
Me: So do you like, HIM?
Rosca: No way, they suck. . .
Me: How can you say that, they're love METAL
Rosca: They ain't Metal!
Me: Well they probably get more women than we will ever in our lives combined
Rosca: Yea cause they're gay. . .
Rosca: No way, they suck. . .
Me: How can you say that, they're love METAL
Rosca: They ain't Metal!
Me: Well they probably get more women than we will ever in our lives combined
Rosca: Yea cause they're gay. . .
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Sky
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Re: Anxiety Forum
I GUESS THE DEPRESION form 2 but maybe ... maybe... hmmmm
<span style=\'font-family:Times\'Something told the wild geese
It was tine to go
Through the fields lay golden
Something wispered- "SNOW"
Leaves were green and stirring
Berries,luster-glossed
But beneath the warm feathers
Something cautioned- "FROST"
All the sagging orchards
Steamed With amber spice
But each wild breast stiffened
At rembered ice
Something told the wild geese
It was time to fly-
Summer sun was on their wings
Winter in their cry
It was tine to go
Through the fields lay golden
Something wispered- "SNOW"
Leaves were green and stirring
Berries,luster-glossed
But beneath the warm feathers
Something cautioned- "FROST"
All the sagging orchards
Steamed With amber spice
But each wild breast stiffened
At rembered ice
Something told the wild geese
It was time to fly-
Summer sun was on their wings
Winter in their cry
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Sky
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Re: Anxiety Forum
or WHy me
<span style=\'font-family:Times\'Something told the wild geese
It was tine to go
Through the fields lay golden
Something wispered- "SNOW"
Leaves were green and stirring
Berries,luster-glossed
But beneath the warm feathers
Something cautioned- "FROST"
All the sagging orchards
Steamed With amber spice
But each wild breast stiffened
At rembered ice
Something told the wild geese
It was time to fly-
Summer sun was on their wings
Winter in their cry
It was tine to go
Through the fields lay golden
Something wispered- "SNOW"
Leaves were green and stirring
Berries,luster-glossed
But beneath the warm feathers
Something cautioned- "FROST"
All the sagging orchards
Steamed With amber spice
But each wild breast stiffened
At rembered ice
Something told the wild geese
It was time to fly-
Summer sun was on their wings
Winter in their cry
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Kristina
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