For those of you who remember Droopy dog, star of a show called "Down wit Droopy D" which aired 4:30 AM on Cartoon Network about 13 years ago (it wasn't the only show he appeared on), good for you. The subject's headline is his most famous phrase ( Read more... )

"We accept the love we think we deserve". A miriad of thoughts trying to analyze inumerous variables and scenarios rushed through my mind as I heard that phrase. And then, when I read it, in the same context, an hour later ( Read more... )

• "Time, why you punish me?

Like a wave crashing into the shore ( Read more... )

4 years later, give or take. What changed? Wait, did anything really change at all, or was it just my own perception of things? Does that count as change ( Read more... )

When you play russian roulette by yourself, you have a 5/6 chance of "staying in the game". I don't know what the chances are in the current situation, but they certainly feel slimmer than 5/6. It's not my game, but if all goes to hell there will be splinters - a lot of them - and they will unavoidably hit me. I've got to find some kevlar.
Sigh.

When will it change? Will it ever? How much longer can I endure ( Read more... )

I'm still alive. Still battling my own inertia and other people's. Winning few. Losing many. But I am still here. Still inside this place. Trying to keep strong enough to get out. It's harder now. Everyday it's harder. Or maybe I just don't have the will I once had, which probably wasn't much anyway ( Read more... )

Me, coming here to write I'm tired. I probably did that already once listening to the same song. At least it feels like it. I can't fast-foward time. I can't leave this prison just yet. It'll be at least 2 more years until that happens. If everthing goes well, that is. I hate that I'm letting others drain my life-force. If it were others, I'd be ( Read more... )

I'd like to think that things will get better. That she'll accept that she has a disease and that she needs medical treatment. At some point, long ago, I actually believed someday those things would happen. Not anymore. My scepticism about that positive scenario has increased tremendously, to the point where I no longer believe in gold pots at the ( Read more... )

That was one of the best sentences I've heard/read in quite some time. Precious, I promise I will continue this line of thought, tomorrow. Now I'm going to brush my teeth, fill my bottles of water and go play Boiling point: Road to hell.
beijo.