So I got the job at PETCO after two job interviews. I'm looking at working there three days a week on top of school and working at the library. Seems excessive, but I'm going to need to start banking money due to my new apartment, even though I'm not sure where that will be. Having this job will pretty much double my income now, and I won't have to ( Read more... )

Raw Head and Bloody Bones

I was betrayed, forgotten, expelled.
Embarrassed by the heartbreaking
banishment from your life.
My cursed body was ripped from her warming embrace,
from the comforting womb.

Torn away like useless bits of paper,
frayed, and once attached.
Peeled off as if I were greasy brown
entrails of a lonely spoiled fruit.
Thrown away like ( Read more... )

So I know I don't really have much of a right to be pissed off here, and there's not much I can do about it now, but I just have always hated when morning's don't go well. They have an awful way of ruining the rest of your day. Not only did I get my period this morning which I half expected anyways, but I I didn't change my alarm clock forward an ( Read more... )

Dear Reader (#2)

My darling

Reader…

My love

Reader…

Remember the ginger ale?
The old condom wrappers?
The painted hand prints on the wall?
Remember the blood? Scratches and bites?
How about the music?
The Green Apple Vodka?

Reader?

Do you hear me?

Do you remember when I stopped smoking?
Stopped getting high?
Stopped getting wasted?
Or when you made me stop taking ( Read more... )

 
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I've been going through a lot lately, but I think I've been dealing with it the best I can. I've been pretty selfish, making people wait for me to come to terms with a situation because I'm not ready to confront it yet. The people around me have been pretty supportive for the most part. I saw Christine last night and although she's going through ( Read more... )

I can't tell you what it really is ( Read more... )

Dear Reader

Caitlin Barlow

Dearest of Reader’s,

We have gathered here today,

To say goodbye to my friend, my soul, my pride

I shake my wallet your way

Throwing blank checks and awkward glances

In exchange, you stare and nod, with a promise

A promise to change my life

You give me a diagnosis,

A label of my mental state,

A label ( Read more... )

So I'm going to see a therapist tomorrow, I feel like my life is upside down. I'm hoping it will help. What doesn't help, is assholes.  

I had a pretty intense nightmare last night. I think I'm feeling pretty guilty about some things, I feel like the weight of the world is on my shoulders and I don't even have that much responsibility. I just feel restless, confused. I'm doing the best I know how to set things right, but it seems like no matter what I do someone is mad at me, ( Read more... )