So there won't be a my Isaac after all. It was all a fallacy, make believe and lie. As a matter of fact there won't be any outing. It'll be on my own again, alone - as always
More disappointment. You promised that we were supposed to rise up. That's what You wrote - especially no wild goose chases. But here am I, being the butt of jokes ... again
It's really heart sickening to be always like that, a never ending cycle. Certainly not the abundant life that I keep hearing and reading about.
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