I will never be safeI will never be safe.I will never be safeI will never be safe.I will never be safe.I will never be safe. I will....

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I feel like I need to post something here. However, I can't hear my thoughts so I'm not sure what it is that my mind is trying to tell me I need to post about.

There is something swirling beneath the surface of my conscious mind, I can't reach it.

I still miss you. It aches at times, and I am sorry that I cannot comfort you during your suffering ( Read more... )

+"I never meant to start a war
I just wanted you to let me in
And instead of using force
I guess I should've let you in
I never meant to start a war"

nothing is true, everything is permitted.

This really sucks. I said goodbye to Mortimer last night right before he left. I'm happy he gets to go on to greater things.. Sucks I'll never hear that accent again ( Read more... )

Self-deprecation and bla blah blah.

Being a mother is what gets me out of bed, even if I just move to the baby room floor close the door and let him play and wake me when he wishes to nurse then sleep some more until I'm much too sore to stay on the floor. 

Give peace a chance.

Fight it out or work together, risk everything or make some sacrifices.

I, personally, choose to sacrifice for peace. Yeah, I'm a lover not a fighter.

I used my words, used them well. Walked away with a temporary peace. Unfortunately it isn't up to me to maintain that peace. I truthfully don't now if it can be done, but I'll do my ( Read more... )

Is it not fucking ridiculous that the thing that is going to make me lose my shit is the fucking dishwasher not being emptied? The trash  can is over flowing ( Read more... )

If I didn't have this core-deep fear of conflict, I would be dangerous. The things that run through my mind, the look in my eyes when no one is looking. There is a viciousness there just waiting to get out. But it runs, runs away at the first chance of escape ( Read more... )