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Who but us can see between the words.
We're so lonely lately. No matter who is around, no comfort will be found. We know no one likes us, in person. Words on the net. Not real, not tangible. No one in our life can tell us apart or when we switch. How can you be real if no one can see you?
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Today belonged to Wednesday
Where have we been? Which one of us sent us down this path? A path none of us seem to want to go down, but one of us must thrive off of. Dark, twisty and completely unstable.
With te traveling balance
a dance between the night begins.
Do I sleep? Should I dream?
Where was Wednesday in te fray?
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Most of us unconsciously react to life from a position of victim-hood. Anytime we refuse to take responsibility for ourselves, we are opting to play victim. This leaves us feeling at the mercy of, done in by and un-faired against; no matter what our situation might be.
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Oh, wait for me, I fell behind
three signs for services ago
Some sarcastic satellite says I’m not anywhere
Spent every cent of your good will
On fossil fuels and magazines
So let this field of flax foreclose on everything I owe
And scratch Saskatchewan away
Make Manitoba paper dolls
Lift up a line from Highway One to tie Ontario
Oh, wait for me
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exit wound
you are an exit wound
the extra shot of tequila
the tangled knot of hair that has to be cut out
you are the cell phone ringing in a hushed theatre
pebble wedged in the sole of a boot
the bloody hangnail
you are, just this once
you are flip flops in a thunderstorm
the boy’s lost erection
a pen gone dry
you are my father’s nightmare
my mother’s mirage
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unsolicited advice to adolescent girls with crooked teeth and pink hair
When your mother hits you, do not strike back. When the boys call asking
your cup size, say A, hang up. When he says you gave him blue balls, say
you’re welcome. When a girl with thick black curls who smells like bubble
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We got fired from our job. I dont know what happened, or when exactly, I just know that today I woke up and the daily list said "Find another job." FIND ANOTHER JOB??? Fuck. What did we do? Was there an argument? Did the body just not show up one day? We hate the grind. I would like to take this time to point out, someone should use this time to ( Read more... ) -
sound familiar... oh yeah we know of that which you speak
Having a loved one who has DID can be painful, confusing, and may evoke all kinds of emotional reactions. If you become aware of the abuse, you may feel angry, anxious, sad, or disgusted, along with empathy and worry. It may be hard keeping track of all the personalities (or "alters") if you have experienced them. Often, persons with DID cannot ( Read more... ) -
D.I.D.
Symptoms can include:- Current memory loss of everyday events
- Depersonalization
- Depression
- Derealization
- Disruption of identity characterized by two or more distinct personality states
