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Internationaler Buchtitel. In englischer Sprache. Verlag: Publishamerica, 74 Seiten, L=152mm, B=229mm, H=5mm, Gew.=122gr, [GR: 25580 - TB/Zeitgeschichte/Politik (ab 1949)], [SW: - Biogra… Mehr…

Internationaler Buchtitel. In englischer Sprache. Verlag: Publishamerica, 74 Seiten, L=152mm, B=229mm, H=5mm, Gew.=122gr, [GR: 25580 - TB/Zeitgeschichte/Politik (ab 1949)], [SW: - Biography / Autobiography], Kartoniert/Broschiert, Klappentext: I feel as if we are under constant watch, as our love is growing strong as the days go by. You say words to me without promoting, and it is almost as if I am rubbing off on you. Our feelings have changed for those around us, and there is a level of constant restraint between the both of us as eyes are forever watching out for the next move that we make toward each other. I feel victory for myself as I feel no threat of "the other" after the exchange that you had with "the other" last evening and her total disrespect that she has toward your mother. I don't blame you for wanting to lash out at her, and you should have, as there is no excuse for the lack of disrespect which she spoke out to you in streams of venom. I had the same day yesterday myself, and I felt the same way you did, but I feel like a caged animal that is constantly being poked at and provoked by what I don't or do with events and actions in my life. It drives me crazy all the time, and maybe that is why I hurt myself-because I am unable to fight the battle against not winning the argument, and it leaves me numb and cold as stone inside. Until I hear or see you, I am all right and all those impulses vanish from my thoughts. I find no reason to hurt myself whenever you are near me. I hear your voice or see your face, and I am elated because on the other side of the line, you are feeling the same. I feel as if we are under constant watch, as our love is growing strong as the days go by. You say words to me without promoting, and it is almost as if I am rubbing off on you. Our feelings have changed for those around us, and there is a level of constant restraint between the both of us as eyes are forever watching out for the next move that we make toward each other. I feel victory for myself as I feel no threat of "the other" after the exchange that you had with "the other" last evening and her total disrespect that she has toward your mother. I don't blame you for wanting to lash out at her, and you should have, as there is no excuse for the lack of disrespect which she spoke out to you in streams of venom. I had the same day yesterday myself, and I felt the same way you did, but I feel like a caged animal that is constantly being poked at and provoked by what I don't or do with events and actions in my life. It drives me crazy all the time, and maybe that is why I hurt myself-because I am unable to fight the battle against not winning the argument, and it leaves me numb and cold as stone inside. Until I hear or see you, I am all right and all those impulses vanish from my thoughts. I find no reason to hurt myself whenever you are near me. I hear your voice or see your face, and I am elated because on the other side of the line, you are feeling the same.<