yesterday my heart was ripped out of my chest and ground to pieces by a pair of high heels.

today i must pick up the pieces and pretend i know how to put them back together again.

i've been frequently reminded that being in my head is not a good place for me. or those that love and care about me. right now i'm there a lot. maybe just enough, considering everything, or maybe too much ( Read more... )

I used to never remember my dreams. Ever. And then suddenly I started to have recurring nightmares about dreaming myself dreaming and not being able to wake up. My next round of recurring dreams had to do with me being able to die. Don't ask, I don't know ( Read more... )

I told her.

It went as well as I expected.

She's a tough one, this one.

That's what I like the most about her, I think.

I'm not sure where my creative juices ran dry. I have a degree in creative writing and I've put out nothing since I finished college. It's truly sad, really ( Read more... )

Is Wednesday night too late to do a weekend blog? Hmmm. Oh well ( Read more... )

in my dream i'm falling.

but i catch myself.

looking down, i let go.

i let it happen.

because deep down in that hole.

you're there to catch me.

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i'm starting to think one of the best feelings in the world is her head tucked up on my shoulder while we lay in bed. because she doesn't snuggle.

On Friday I went w/ a fellow southerner to see Lynyrd Skynyrd play at Konocti Harbor Resort. Initially a little intimidated by the fact that we were for sure the only dykes in the place, Boo and I fell in love with our little slice of heaven. Not only is Konocti a beautiful venue. But the people watching at a Skynyrd concert is unparalleled with ( Read more... )

I wanna know why I've been sick for a week. What started out as a lovely bout of strep throat, after a week of antibiotics has turned into the lovely head cold. All it makes me wanna do is stay in bed. Some say I'm sick because I'm not sleeping. Yet I've been sleeping almost all week. During the day, at night. Sometimes I think I could just ( Read more... )

We joke about the kharmic circle of things. It's actually kind of funny how life gives us something to think about ( Read more... )