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This is how it goes...
So I tried to drive to the homes I've lived in, in some strange attempt to remember and simultaneously rid myself of them. I don't know how much it helped. I'm so overcome with disgusting amounts of malaise and depression recently. I keep thinking if I look further and further back, maybe I can find some key to unlocking these chains and pulling ( Read more... ) -
Hiding
So I guess I'm back here to treat this as a real journal. No one is here to really see it, but if someone happens along I won't feel totally alone. I'm at this strange place in my life, alternating between completely happy and completely alone. I'm feeling the weight of monotony, the average life I've always craved and always run from. I don't know ( Read more... ) -
I've survived! (Complete with Frankenstein pics)
Hey all.
I'm exhausted and sore and still nauseated and dizzy at times, but I'm alive. Thanks for all the support and prayers and good vibes. I was able to remove the bandage today. Gonna have a wicked scar once this is all said and done, methinks.
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RPG names in MY brain surgery? It's more likely than you think!
I have been gone from the internet for quite some time. If you know me outside of the internet (and if you're reading this you most likely do), you probably know I suffer from pretty severe migraines. These often come on unprovoked, and can be accompanied by blindness and unstoppable bouts of nausea and vomiting. I've been seeing a neurologist for ( Read more... ) -
Weight
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1g_QcVq5MqM
Overweight
Ever carried the weight of another?
For how long?
I walk as far as they need to recover
For how long? (ha!)
I want to carry a piece of who I was before
So when I hit the wall, I really hit the wall
I want to tear away the death again
A whiter shade of fucking meth again
I want to stick to clues, I ( Read more... ) -
AGAIN!
Will I ever learn?
Screwed over by my family again. At least my Mom and Stepfather. They are incredible fuck-ups, and as I'm the only one of their children with a little extra money to spare and a little pity left for them (for some stupid reason, I know), they come crawling to me again and again when they need help for whatever stupid problems ( Read more... ) -
I can go where you would stumble...
I think of you... like I often do
When I hear the rain... on my window pane
Gently tapping at the glass
Like your gently touching fingers
Just looking for the smile
I give to you
You can feel what no one feels
You can hear what no one hears
Just looking for the smile
I give to you
And your darkness speaks and has eyes to see...
You know me by my voice
But you ( Read more... )
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