I loosed myself from the restraints of my mind, and I pray to god that the situation fixes itself. Fixing oneself can take days when there’s nobody home to hear you, you seem fit to be tied, and you cried so deep inside. I hate to see you weep like this. Your tears so bitter against my skin, the taste, the craving, is felt again, it’s craling, ( Read more... )

for the sake of the record, it's actually been a good day. A really good day. I got to play with massive puppets, and Sami, and Bob, and Ian, an' Tim, an' Kat, and Shaun, and a buncha puppet people I didn't even know existed until today. And it was great. And I got to see the international festival AND be a part of it ( Read more... )

What now? What’s wrong with me? Why in the hell do I feel so useless? Am I bringing this shitty feeling down upon myself? Could it possibly be because I am? Am I trapped in my spiral, and just not fixing it? Do I continue to procrastinate? Isn’t it obvious? Why waste the time asking myself that question? What was the point in skirting the obvious ( Read more... )

I'm not sure why, but right now, I feel an intense need to write in my journal. Usually, the only writing I do in here is intentionally peotic, but here, I'll make an exception. Or obsession. Whatever ( Read more... )

Hmmm... today, my thoughts seem a bit off to me...
My head is locked on this one incredibly Hot Topic, and doesn't seem to want to move on.
Oh well... at least the feeling's a gleeful one.

... and my thumb feels a LOT better today.

I slept very well last night... isn't that great?
I woke up feeling good. still hit the snooze for FAR too long... It didn't matter.
I just felt so awake this morning. I've been happy all day. Gleeful, Even ( Read more... )

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I was taking a shower just now, and my nose started bleeding for the second time tonight ( Read more... )

me and my fucking logic.