No one does. Good bye, LiveJournal! It has become too dark of a place for me, where I sink even deeper into the thoughts that weigh me down. BlogSpot, here I come!!! http://luckynumber22.blogspot.com/

Ellie annouced last night she wants to be a "cheater-leader" when she grows up. Does it mean she's going into politics?

When I woke up this morning, there was a rainbow over me. Only it wasn't your traditional primary colored rainbow (каждый охотник желает знать где сидит фазан). This rainbow was different. It's underbelly was painted black - the color of bitterness, of blindness, of despair. Next came khaki green - the color of war. Crimson red followed - an ( Read more... )

When I was little, November, right around my birthday, was always the time when I got sick - year after year I would miss a week of school, laid up with some minor illness or other. It was as though the memories of the shock of being born, stored somewhere in my body, made it weak and defenseless at that particular time ( Read more... )

Once upon a time, there was a butterfly - a bright, flighty creature - who skipped and fluttered her colorful wings, and sucked sweet nectar from the meadow flowers. Her life was uncomplicated and dull. And although this particular butterfly, for all her bright beauty was not particularly bright in her head, she, too, began to feel dissatisfied, ( Read more... )

I take one step at a time, put one foot in front of the other. Carefully. Deliberately. My thoughts fall in sync with my steps and soon it appears as though these thoughts mold onto each other and form a very narrow path - a balancing beam - that stretches before me, and each slow hesitant step allows me to examine them - one thought at a time, ( Read more... )

Mondays suck. I switch gears once again and they do not shift smoothly: there is much grinding and unhealthy squeaking in the mechanism that helps me run. I need an oil change. I need a fucking vacation! Wait a minute: I just had one... Damn!

Palms. Ocean. Tanned, oiled, toned bodies. Men in Speedos. Women in bikinis. Children sometimes naked (you can tell right away they've travelled from afar for no American parent would allow their toddler naked on a public beach.) Shave ice. Crowds of tourists. Hot dogs!! We are in the US of A after all. Eleanor thinks this is HER beach ( Read more... )

If Hawaii is a state of mind, I am currently in Alaska...

We wear clothes to keep our nipples safe and warm.