And Your request for medication, mediation, deprevation ( Read more... )

Made amends, said my apollogies, and unlike the other times I feel that guilt wash away like I used Dawn, "tough on grease, gentle on your hands ( Read more... )

There is this old man leaning against a pillar by the courthouse. Porceline-like, motionless, his eyes nearly closed, shalow breaths if it's not just the wind ( Read more... )

Yay for music and sharp shiney objects!

And cake...

...and accidentally being called mommy. Made me feel all warm and fuzzy.

Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens
Brown paper packages all tied up with strings
These are a few of my favorite things...

I was just thinking about how I would put my relationships into an album. For the most part the beginnings are from the other's pov, the end from mine, with an exception for the last two, which is more both of our's ( Read more... )

Note the trees, because the dirt is temporary.

I can get through this.

I will get through this.

I am not a tote.

I am not a bitch.

I am not a whore.

I am not the prize on your arm.

I am not the innocent child to corrupt.

I am not the victim.

I am not yours.

I am you, and you are me.

I will live this life successfully.

My path continues

itchy itchy itchy bitchy ( Read more... )

fuck you, fuck you, and oh yea...fuck you ( Read more... )

All I have to remember, we are eternal, this pain is an illusion ( Read more... )

Listen to the silence my body speaks ( Read more... )