My feelings for you shame me into silence. The truth of this and your name will never be revealed. It is you who has made me realize the failure of my life. The thought of you fills me with longing and at the same time, a burning humiliation that produces scar tissue and dead brain cells. Your existence mocks me and I am unable to confront this.
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i have lived in a spider's house. it was a roomy second floor that people called "lofty". everything was wood, right down to the floors, but it looked new and smelled nice and appeared as though it would keep me warm in the winter. it was a spider's house-- though i never saw a spider in the place, that's what it became. i felt dark there, felt
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everything is new, the glasses, the best friend, the boyfriend. no more doctors and no more douchebags and no more drama. a few days ago i kind of just took life by the balls... i dig it.
i've been reading a lot of harry potter. love that wizard. i've also been working too much, not going out enough, taking care of my dog, and generally enjoying life. that's all i can hope for
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