broom and dustpan
2007-05-17 02:30:17
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answer #1
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answered by Anonymous
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Hi, Myself and my sense of obligation to others. I think of my family, my dog and all the people who need me and I just force myself to pull myself together and go on. I might pick up the pieces but it might take a while before they fall back into their right places and in the meantime, it's just a case of persevering and hoping for the best. And trying not to 'feel' too much whenever I 'crumble'! Polly
2007-05-17 02:35:08
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answer #2
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answered by pollyanna 6
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Oh, have I the tale for you. once, i become by danger the entire sidewalk, at the same time as this guy, strolling in the back of me, basically all started crumbling in all places. i fairly become at a loss at what to do. people were even staring. thankfully adequate, I were given a telephone call, thereby giving me an excuse to stroll off. heavily although, if everyone basically all started crumbling into products, i'd call the police officials.
2016-10-18 08:31:25
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answer #3
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answered by ? 4
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Only God can pick-up the pieces of our crumbled life. He is the one who is so concerned with our well-being.
2007-05-25 00:44:09
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answer #4
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answered by jay 2
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The people that care about me, but most importantly myself. I have to ask myself do I really want to be put back together and if I do, will I accept the help of those around me? It is ultimately my decision whether or not I want to stand back up on my own to two feet.
2007-05-24 19:55:14
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answer #5
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answered by koneko_bombay 2
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My fiance. He's there whenever I need him. Whether it is to vent to cry or what ever, he's always there for me to give me advice, reassurance and comfort. I couldn't ask for a better half. I don't know where I would be without him. The same goes for me. If he's upset, I try to be there for him. We work as a team and that's what a relationship is. Team work.
2007-05-17 02:34:01
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answer #6
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answered by Catherine J 2
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Myself
2007-05-17 02:31:53
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answer #7
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answered by Anonymous
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100% my 2 y/o son. Whenever I depressed or my strenght gets broken he is always the one who can pull me together.
When I've had a hard miserble day just to come home and see him rushing to hug me give's me all the strenght and reasoning to love my life. He has made me who I am and has shown me what life is truely about. He is my heart, my hero, and my willpower.
2007-05-17 02:42:12
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answer #8
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answered by jdnsmama13 4
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Not a damn person. I learned to rely on myself. Considering there's VERY few people you can actually trust in this world, you have to count on yourself. It makes you stronger for the other obsticles you run into later in life.
2007-05-17 02:33:34
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answer #9
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answered by poolshtr79 2
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My amazing family and friends...
but mostly the faith I have in myself. That is truly what gives me the strength to pick up and move on.
2007-05-17 02:33:05
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answer #10
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answered by Vintage Glamour 6
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Johnny walker or Jimmy BEam
2007-05-17 02:31:39
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answer #11
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answered by koala punch2 5
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