#dontcryitsonlymike

Greetings my dear friends, and fret not. Nothing urgent here! I just wanted to make sure my recent changes didn't confuse anyone. As some of you already know, I have two blogs, and several years ago on my original blog "mikefrawley" I started reblogging a few friends each morning. It turned out that a very small number of my friends were unhappy with having to see the reblogs as well. So for that reason, and for the confusion it was causing me, I created a second blog "dontcryitsonlymike". I was shocked when so many of my dearest friends followed me on the new blog and still remained on the old one. Anyway, I'll try not to make this another one of my famously, or infamously long prose attempts, and finish briefly. Long story short, for the time being at least, I've started reblogging again, and I enjoy sharing our friends work as do many others here on Tumblr, but if you prefer to only see my posts, please feel free to follow me on dontcryitsonlymike instead, though I hope you'll stay right here and enjoy our friends with me. I certainly do enjoy them! Well that's probably more than enough, but please remember that I love you, and above all else, NEVER forget to love yourself! Love, Mike 💕

Ha, thanks Mike! You truly are the best.

Thank you! You are all so sweet  <3 

I’d go as far as to say Michael Stipe is my favorite poet. Just one whose writings are put to music (brilliantly). I am curious what your other favorite band is @dontcryitsonlymike, if they combine music and poetry as well as REM I must know.

Paranormal Activity Good morning dear friends, and please forgive the possible excessive strangeness.  I have a cold, it’s raining, and I haven’t slept well the past two nights, yet I do have tomorrow off, so I can do this!  :)  My dash made me smile this morning.  Apparently I’m either Jonathan Livingston Seagull or an old bat. As a Richard Bach Fan, see quote on personal dash, I’m hoping it’s the former. I actually read that book when I was like 12 or 13, and look, I’m my own second biggest fan.  I keep telling you guys the only trick to mastering this game is to learn how much we truly deserve to love ourselves, and maybe one day we’ll all even get there.  I do hope so.  Now I have one last question.  How did those two thorns sneak in between the lovely roses?  Thank you and I do love you all.  Mike 

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What happened to CJ is reading all the beautiful words people here write :) There's no where else I can find so many different gems! lol. And there's also Mike's persistent look at the bright side, hunt it down! lol. Thanks, Mike <3

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