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This is wrong. Life is not supposed to be like this. Something in the web of life broke. Because I am not wrong. I know the truth. I know the true reality.

I'm not even sure it hurts anymore.  I just know every time it comes up I feel tears welling up and it's hard to swallow.

OMFG: this hurts.  Since when do people rip their own hearts out?

I love being alone at home because it's emotionally safe.  I can truly let go, let my guard down, and relax when I am here alone.  I've been away far too long.  I started to crack.

http://www.npr.org/blogs/monkeysee/2011/06/30/137525211/going-going-and-gone-no-the-oxford-comma-is-safe-for-now

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PlchbxulKcY

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iIl5e5OM2jI

I love my nook!  Completely and totally.  It is perfect for an impatient and curious person such as myself.  And totally convenient.  What more could one want?  It’s perfect.  I am a happy camper.  I has what I want.  W00t!

http://hanatsukiko.deviantart.com/gallery/?offset=48#/dpsyh7

I alternate between feeling extreme anguish beyond what words could describe and nothing at all.  I know there is worse.  I’ve lived through worse.  Not by my own choosing.  I’ve seen what complete nothingness is.  At least with this there is something.  Pain.

This weekend seems to last forever.  And it’s only 11:30 AM on Sunday.  Marilyn may have ( Read more... )