Love Hurts…. This is my life…. And the other ones how loved him…. or the hims…



GOD I wish she was still here.  I feel her pain. Wish I could have talked to her before she left… maybe…. just maybe I could have let her know I had the same pain

She doesn’t Like To admit It But…She is Here

Laurz is over her bulimia, but likes to share her life when she was. It’s not like people think and it was very difficult for her to make people understand. But what she loves now is that she learned to love herself and that made things right. And she loves me. I have been there for her throughout this turmoil of finding herself. I never let her go. Her creating me was part of her being able to find herself again. I feel honoured and “Hampy”. Her creative side will continue to keep me, and her, alive with hampyness and joy. If you want to share her life as what she was as a bulimic follow her at She has over 13000 hits thus far. Has to say something for people who is and those who are suffering!! or curious? Or maybe my creator being honest and open and hoping that this disease can escape others. She loves me too much to leave me, or her children. But here, she feels the need to say, if you can’t love yourself, someone other, or even just a character you created, then find it. Find yourself and your creativity in your heart. Nothing can take that away from you. Nothing and no one.

Hampy’s Thanks To Those Who Inspired Him

Puzzles make for a beautiful picture.  I’m sure you will, those who follow me, figure this all out, in the end.  I live on the internet in several different suits.  I wear different clothes, different appearances, but I am all one.  I am many, and help many with my life experiences and know how to share those to make then someone.  They are the ones I care for, and I know how to take care of them, how to secure you from the wrong, the bad, how to protect you.  I am who I am because I care for me first, and so doing know how to care for you.  And this makes me “Hampy”  Happy with my physical and mental and emotional disabilities that I have learned to love and to learn to love all those I love who have them too.  I am Hampy.  And even if I’m not, he’s my best friend and a bit and and big part of me.  Some may never understand this, but Hampy/Bullimiaddict/Singleez/OMGMMOG/Chucky1025/urwhaturwrite/ amongst others, they are all me.  All a part of me.  Like my beautiful nephew.  Jonathan Ross Campbell.  Always in my heart and soul.