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I got a frantic phonecall from my sister yesterday. My mother left her journal out and my sister read the thing. Right there are two problems- why leave a private journal out ( Read more... )

I finally read The Perks of Being a Wallflower and for the most part it read a lot like any other book about teenagers hating life, drama, and drugs, and sex, and cigarettes, but I took away the part about participating. I don't remember what it said, exactly, just something about needing to participate. I've hung on the fringes of everyone else's ( Read more... )

For the last five days or so I've been tortured by my dreams. And not tortured in a bad way. I wake up without any clear idea of what I dreamt, only that it was pleasurable and fantastic and I wanted to go back to that world at all costs.

Last night I had another nightmare about my mom. I woke up in a cold sweat. Something about favoring one child ( Read more... )

thoroughly completely utterly unabashedly bored with life ( Read more... )

therapist lady why are you so kind to me? You have not been paid in months, yet you still see me every week. I cannot comprehend this. I don't want to accuse you of having an ulterior motive but every adult in m life so far has had one when they are nice so I feel like if I don't ask you I'll go crazy. You are not running a charity. I am baffled. I ( Read more... )

Wrote a letter to my mommy. I wrote it by hand and I don't want to give away the only copy. It feels important to remember what I said ( Read more... )

Dear Mom ( Read more... )

I has work ( Read more... )

2001 doesn't seem so long ago, but that's EIGHT YEARS MOTHERFUCKER, almost a decade. I feel old. And I have this horrible tendency to discover music after it's been out for ages ( Read more... )