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DISAPPOINTMENT
----~[AMELIA]~----- The warm brightness of the sun illuminates the entire atmosphere the next day as I walk through the large garden within our home's premises exploring the beautiful flowers and sniffing the early warm cool breeze of the day. My thoughts and mood at the moment are in a dull state. In absolute abstinence. Abstinence from..... I don't even know. The frustration and disappointment eating away at my gut is irresistibly hard as I recall last night's event. The most annoying moment of my life. It was just this morning that the entire s**t dawned on me. My freaking husband doesn't know how to make love to me. He.... He..... Shit..... What the heck was that last night? Or is that how making love feels? I feel so moody and distraught. Worst of, he didn't even acknowledge me lik
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