People have probably already heard these stories cause I have posted them as replies to other people's journals, but I thought I'd talk about them anyway ( Read more... )

Life is bad atm.... real bad and getting worse every day... don't really want to talk about it all but would like to talk... so out of touch and going crazy, for real am not well at all... alone and frightened and not sure how to keep going... sleep now.

I could survive for 1 minute, 19 seconds chained to a bunk bed with a velociraptor

Your result for The Attachment Style Test...
The Cuddleslut


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So it's not a brain tumor... and I suppose I should be thankful for this but somehow I'm not. You see the type of tumor they thought I had was operable and would have cured... well everything... but as it turns out I have no tumor so I don't get an insta fix and now they don't know what the fuck is wrong with me so I get to jump through hoops again ( Read more... )

You walk into the room but there is no one here...

There is a rustling noise from behind that couch.

As you get close a young woman leaps out from behind it, knocking you over and landing on your chest.

"POUNCE"

"I thought you'd never get here... now quick behind the couch and we'll get the next one."

1. Did you cry today ( Read more... )

Acquiring a disability is a bit like getting home to find there's a gorilla in your house. You contact the approved and official channels to get rid of infestations of wild animals (in this case, the NHS) and they umm and aah and suck air in through their teeth before saying something roughly equivalent to "what you've got 'ere, mate, is a gorilla ( Read more... )

Your LJ Slut Stats!
Out of your 58 friends, percentages you have:
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1.Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, and find line 4 ( Read more... )