I found a no-kill shelter in southern Maine. The cats have been dropped off. I feel heavy and sick - I already miss them so much, can still see them on the couch, curled up together.

Can't stop shaking. This is what "goodbye" feels like.

I am already so far gone - every moment here is muted, everything a little faded ( Read more... )

Sick to my stomach. Feel powerless, useless, too far away.

This upcoming week can't go by fast enough.

I met someone today who completely defied their upbringing. I find it remarkable that such a dank, dark pool could spark that kind of light - or perhaps that's exactly the thing.

I'm afraid there's a lot of pain in their future, though, because I've seen it. There's too much that you can't will away.

I am the only known quantity in an overwhelming sea of questions and this is where my reliance should be invested. I am nothing if not determined, once the mind is set, and I know what I want ( Read more... )

Child worship is out of hand. If you coddle your children they will grow up to be useless, entitled, hipster fuckwits ( Read more... )

I've never been fond of Maine.

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I was inspired over the week to start working on a new music project. I haven't mentioned it to many, but I've been extraordinarily distratced.

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I am in a rage today ( Read more... )

So, my weekend.

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