I started this journal a long time ago by internet standards. I have grown a lot. I have changed immensely. This journal has witnessed parts of that. Other aspects of myself I hoarded away, as a jealous lover would ( Read more... )

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truth hurts.

haHA.

truth hurts because it's what you were expecting, because it's the first thing you thought of and the LAST thing you wanted. it hurts because the first truth you ever experienced was that your nice cushy pad with all its amniotic fluid was a lie, that your plugged in, mainlined food source was cut and shoved deep in your belly ( Read more... )

it's my birthday today.

Here's the deal ( Read more... )

Cut out the dead inside, get rid of the riff raff and the hangers-ons. Pass the salt, I'm going to smote this bastard ( Read more... )

I am on edge all day ( Read more... )

Me: first dream of last night just came back ( Read more... )

Me: do you think it's incestuous to kiss yourself ( Read more... )

I find myself dreaming, once more of my own end.

( Such melancholy peace )