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It spreads
My dad is having sharp pains in his upper right quadrant of her abdomen. I had this sudden feeling that I don't know if it's because his cancer has finally spread to his liver. I don't know how I could live, and I know I can't die. I feel like this entire season is too much. -
Never forget where you came from.
Journal entry... November 2011 ( Read more... ) -
Moving forward is not the same as moving on
You create because ( Read more... ) -
Cheater, cheater, pumpkin eater
You wish he was here to hurt you. To choke you out, to hit you, and to burn himself into your skin. You hate this. You hate the feeling of yourself in this body, the fact that you can remember the feeling of being intoxicated and faithless. You want him to hold you down and bite you, and brand you, and force out all other memory with his hands and ( Read more... ) -
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I forgive you.
I mourn you.
I need you.
I love you.
I'm sorry we were so sick. So very sick. I miss your face, your wild laugh. I miss you. -
Howl
If you could only see the beast you've made of me ( Read more... ) -
Affirmations.
I grant myself license to live ( Read more... ) -
The truth
The truth is, I started it. I waged war upon this body. I ravaged and beat it, tortured and starved it. I enacted battle after battle with deadly intent. I did that. Me.
But the thing is, I never thought it would fight back. -
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I am thoroughly disgusted with myself. -
Mine?
This is what it is like to be so scared for so long that you don't know what to do when it looks like it will be alright. You become scared out of habit, needing constant reminders that you can now not be afraid. You find new reasons to fit your old terror, justification which is easier, somehow, than just letting yourself breathe ( Read more... )