Back and forth and Over again
It is not me!
It is not my circus...nor is it my monkeys!
End of story bottom line!
Meet Me In St. Louis,
Kitryn Marie
Parts Of The Missing Puzzle
****When He Had Her**** She didn't need to explain anything to anyone anymore. That was the thing about hurt, grief and anger, she did what she needed to do to cope. Over a long period, she had been through more emotional hell than anyone could imagine With no choice left, she had picked up the pieces and replaced them in some order. At this point, the only thing that mattered was how her current pieces were gonna fit! It was a puzzle, missing pieces with no rhyme or reason. Speculation, deductions, detective work, voices from a crowd that loved to talk... and who had seen first hand. A mystery... with no resolve. Questionable choices made from drunken behavior. Low self-worth on his part that he would settle for the likes of an unappealing manipulating repulsive looking woman. She had caused enough ruckus amongst quite a few of his kind and yet he let her bull doze her way in. For the sake of not being alone and letting someone put his house in order. What had he said to her
