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Living vicariously through "Buffy the Vampire Slayer" is just the way I want it these days. I always get so wrapped up in fantasy worlds, both ones that I've created and others that have been created for me by others. I live in a mosaic reality, an amalgamation of multiple worlds. There is the past, the future, both of which don't necessarily exist ( Read more... )

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 Am I trying to entertain you, or myself?

 Living isn't smooth. It's awkward and dangerous. Living is easy. It's something you give into.

"Life is great; without it, you'd be dead." Life is repetitive and unexpected. Life is short, but not sweet.

Life is intolerance and your flesh can be picked, pulled, stretched and plucked for music.

Experiences within themselves only exist within you-- ( Read more... )

Once I chewed more than I could swallow.
Once I went to college.
Once I learned to speak.
Once I tried to sleep.
Once I was mistaken for a boy.
Once I was called a prince.
Once I said things out loud.


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It's been two weeks since I stopped drinking coffee and alcohol, and my body is healing up even more. I'm tired, but I feel alright, and it's pretty outside ( Read more... )

 Today was shit-ass.

Yay.

I think I'm gonna stick my head in a bucket.

I think I might have dysthymia, and that I'm oscillating between it and major depression. The depression is never finished with me and always finds a place to worm itself in and hide from me, only to expose myself at the most inconvenient moments. I've consulted several people on this and they agree, but unfortunately I can't afford to see a ( Read more... )

I've been clean and sober (disposing the cliche) for a week now. A week may seem small, but it can be a big thing especially in this case ( Read more... )