is an emt ( Read more... )

~she used to make herself sick. she would wish with all her heart that people would care about her, actually care if she was sick, so she would suffer a mental break, and pass out. or she would self injure herself and go to the emergency room. she did this to see if anyone would care if she got sick. she felt validated as a person when people would ( Read more... )

my sister is the perfect housewife ( Read more... )

i caught my sisters husband watching nasty porn.

i didnt know whether i should

pretend i didnt see it
tell his wife

or

show him a much better website to go to.

~after dipping into old journal entries, there are some things id like to say. i want to willfully admit to things i dont like that i have done in the past...that i dont want to do anymore. i put way too much care into what people think. this time with family has definitely helped with that...i used to say things, put them out there, hoping someone ( Read more... )

~i finally told darin the truth. i told him exactly why i dont talk to him anymore...and it has to do with the girl hes dating and what detesteble disgusting things shes done to me and my closest friends. i wonder if he took it personally, but i have/had too strong emotional feelings for him in the past and now for him to be texting me in the ( Read more... )

I found my self in a medium sized room with 20 or so people. all were connected through the show rent in some way. The room was connected to many others, like a honeycomb or an anthill, huge, like a place a gladiator would wait for his battle, a colosseum. One by one someone would leave and not come back, and it was starting to worry me. everyone ( Read more... )

i have so many memories that i look back on from time to time. most of them good. im glad the bad memories so rarely come into my head, that is a blessing. i wish to document a few of them...for which there are some pictures to have captured the moment ( Read more... )

Mister Martin Good W. was walking down the streets of Los Angeles one day. This day was no different than any other, same boss, same job, same blessings, same wishes and prayers for something different. He walked down his familiar street he always did...to his car, to go home from the tedius job he had worked for years ( Read more... )

once again, i wept. and wept. and wept. the same song, the same show, the same laugh and smile, brings me to tears every time. and every time it is a fresh and new beautiful cleansing human experience ( Read more... )