"Someday I'll walk away and be free...I'll leave without a forwarding address and walk across some barren wilderness to drop the world there. Then wander free of care like an unemployed Atlas."
March 30, 2003
Call me all the names in the book...
All the adjectives from the deepest recesses of your mind...
One thing I refuse to be
is a Door mat.
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