I hate weird dreams.
Don't yell at me,
it's cold.

It's cold, like a punctuation.
She said.
Stuck on repeat,
It's cold, it's cold, it's cold.
I hate weird dreams.
I hate weird dreams.
The yelling and the doors without handles.
Funhouse mirrors.
I hate weird dreams.

I woke and my skin crawled across my face,
across my body,
my spine,
the small of my back ( Read more... )

I forgot how much I enjoyed acrylic painting. I have far different expectations of it than watercolor or markers. A change of pace is nice, too ( Read more... )

Today I don't feel like I possess the capacity to be as big as my world needs me to be. I am stuck in old habits or ways of life that have never been condusive to providing nor facilitating the life that I actually want. I don't want to do the things i'm inclined to, not the instinctive things. Not the running, not the hiding, not the sleeping. ( Read more... )

It's 2:52 in the morning. I laid down a couple hours ago to sleep and I woke up and couldn't fall back asleep. I also felt the compulsion to finish my laundry (because the two baskets that I've got done sitting on my floor aren't enough.) so I did that. Because every other human being is asleep, my brother was too. Surprise surprise, aktury. So no ( Read more... )

Damn all these cute girls ( Read more... )

I doodled last night while hanging with my mom. They came out okay.


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I looked hot with my head shaved.
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Ink
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Sara Winchester
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SHUTTING DOGS THE FUCK UP CHRIST MY EARS GOD

Lens
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Spent a lot of the day feeling ill. Still do, only my head feels a bit more clear. It feels like someone knocked me down and kicked my ribs though. I probably just slept poorly ( Read more... )

I'm so mad at myself today ( Read more... )

I'm hoping tonight I can fall asleep ( Read more... )