You should visit my current journal nakedsptmbrrain.

Hi. My name is many, so many am I. I am a lady, but yet ( Read more... )

When I found out I was being Baker Acted, the fear returned that had been recently sedated by my lover's recommitment. The charcoal was still a fresh coating to my tongue, sickeningly sweet and putrid- both thick and overwhelming. Stan was still sitting outside the curtain of my usual Trauma section of the local E.R. Tears ran down my face as Dr. ( Read more... )

I cried into the telephone, as he told me that he could read the signs in my voice. He said he would wait, and did his best impression of making me calm down. I did my best impression of having done so, but sobbed hysterically anyway. I felt like throwing up, and I told him how much I had the day before. He told me to go to the doctor. I knew I ( Read more... )

well, it's been decided---- i'm moving out on friday ( Read more... )

I walked down to Laci's earlier to talk about changing the rent to 1 third apiece. She of course, was at work though so I left a note for her with Todd.

The walk was nice though. I've found myself to have a lot of energy in the morning lately.

i spent the last hour and a half reading alllll of my old journal entries. it's really depressing to think of all the things i haven't written about in the past few months. i've really been neglecting myself by holding back those feelings, or thoughts.

I'm so low these days, I feel high. Your memory rests hard, like your body upon my chest. I've created a surreal world for myself. An insomnatic daze stealing my memories of you. I'm afraid to die, but you're making it so that I can't live. My heart doesn't beat quite the same without you here. You knew too well, how to keep it down. There is no ( Read more... )

the world is a strange and beautiful place, when you're walking home from a midnight shift , at six a.m ( Read more... )

Everyone agrees I should be scared, but no one can decide of whom or what. My life has changed in every way possible way this past month. February felt like a dream, and I can't even remember all the things I've gone through - or why ( Read more... )