Every time I turn around, I see me in the mirror, doing something for someone else. The mirror never shows anyone doing anything for me.

It all boils down to emotion souring into something else, something that tastes like hatred, bitter and bile.

"This situation is not equal."

Sarcasm is a critical literary tool, and a handy verbal skill. But God knows I hate a smartass. There's a fine line between being a verbal wit and being an annoying prick.

Some people just can't figure out what the damn difference is.

The trees are sprouting leaves again ( Read more... )

I've been missing a bit, I know. I don't really have the motivation to post, because my thoughts and feelings are wrapped up in a burlap sack and slung over my shoulder like the burden they are. To share them is to lose the only thing that is really mine anymore. So much of myself has been burned at the altar, some at the stake, and more of it ( Read more... )

The Belated, as in, two days late, Valentine's Day I had was a pretty good experience. The first half of the day, which was billed as for me and a gift to me, was more like Brad's day out. It was fine, but everywhere we went was propelled by his desire to go there ( Read more... )

We can write the Declaration of Independence on a grain of rice. We can cure cancer with the selfsame agents that cause it. We can fly to the Moon and back. We can turn grease into oil. We can make babies in test tubes. We can take pictures of things on the other edge of the Universe ( Read more... )

I remember a long time ago when I had a warm body laying next to me at night, a face to gaze at across the table, a hand to hold on a leisure stroll ( Read more... )

Had a party for Brad on Saturday. I think it went so well. Heard a lot, did a lot, drank a lot ( Read more... )

"Very rarely a child may be born without a penis, a condition known as penile agenesis, but affecting only 1 in 20 million males."

I believe it should read:

"Very rarely a child may be born without a penis, a condition known as being a girl, but affecting only 1 in 2 people."

Squabbles litter the scene for today. There's a problem, and I don't know how to fix it because in order to fix it, I have to sacrifice the last little bit of goodness I have left to hold onto. If I can't fix it, what I've been working toward/so hard for/like a dog for will run red with flame and leave only ashes ( Read more... )