Last night, somewhere between taking shots of the cheapest, shittiest tequila I could get my hands on (being a poor college student makes you start to appreciate the wonderful world of dirt cheap liquor.) I started to realize...I'm actually a pretty lucky kid ( Read more... )

( It all started... )

So I went home for the weekend to hang out with Cohl and Leann, etc, etc ( Read more... )

I have breasts. I've had them since I was in the second grade. So, I'm pretty well-aware of their existence. Having said this, there is no need for me to be reminded that I do, in fact, I have a chest ( Read more... )

Empty plastic bag on my left--half empty bottle of wine on my right ( Read more... )

I spent the entire science class doodling, and then the rest writing whatever I felt like at the time. And now I am not even doing the reading I said I would...I'm watching a movie. Even though I am telling people: oh yeah I can't go out tonight I'm not doing anything but homework, I know I'll end up just watching movies and not reading ( Read more... )

( Suffocate )

Choking. Gasping. Barely breathing, barely conscious ( Read more... )

You wouldn't notice it. Nobody would. I could be your daughter, your best friend, your lover--and yet you still would have no idea unless I sat you down and showed you myself ( Read more... )

I've been working on this little project for over a year now.

It's not much but I wanted to post a couple of the better excerpts.

( Hope this isn't TOTAL crap. )