Today I had a cup of espresso, a blueberry muffin and a bowl of green beans for lunch. Delicious ( Read more... )

I could live on Amy's Chunky Tomato Bisque. The end.

I live with a hollow heart and even hollower bones that creak when I walk and are broken by stones that fall on me from out of the sky, or out of your hands, or out of their hands.

Today was a good day ( Read more... )

Everything, everything is wrong in my life.

I want to stop breathing.

So. I've been writing a story about sleep paralysis for a few days now and in this time I haven't had sleep paralysis once. Usually I guess it happens at least once every month or so, but it happened like three times last week and that was my inspiration for the story. I'm having trouble describing it in my story because it's been a little while ( Read more... )

As the rough dawn starts to wake me, lay me down again. Take me to bed and break me.

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I feel surprisingly calm, except for occasional outbursts, during which I lay on the floor sobbing and talking nonsence.

Today the trees are wet neon greens and yellows. It is the middle of the summer, but hail fell against the windshield of my car like so many tears. Hail and rain and lightening have never scared me, but the roar of thunder makes me want to curl up under my covers at home. I hate loud noises. I really don’t like loud people either; what do they ( Read more... )

So.

I believe I had a breakdown last night. Today I can feel that it made my head woozy. I can't focus, I can't breathe deeply enough, I'm not hungry.

The worst part, though, was sitting on Oscar's porch at 3am listening to her complain about her father. Why do people complain about their fathers? There are so many things I'd like to say to her. ( Read more... )