Why is my stomach so jumpy? Why am i feeling so sick all the time? i know its psychosomatic but i can't even narrow down what's causing it! grrrrrrrrrrrrr.r...rr...r.

why is it that all these entries are written at the height of my emotions? When does this get easier. i'm so fucking lonely. it's insane. yeah, in addition to being insane i'm feeling so stupid, i'm weak. i hate being weak because i fancy myself wonderwoman, but i don't have room in my head for all these "feelings" emo as that sounds. (God i hate ( Read more... )

i have officially come back to life. Did i forget? Did i forget how wonderful everything was when i was with him? Wait no! I didn't forget, i suppressed it. I tried to forget in attempt to please them. Well fuck them! hah! He is wonderful and this is real and this is right and this is completely worth waiting for ( Read more... )

It's a funny thing when you start to be coherent. I am rising from the dead in an attempt to feel. And i'm angry. i'm very very angry. The kind of anger that wraps itself around your head and pulses down to your chest and makes you sick to your stomach. The kind of anger that taunts you "carve me out of your vein" or "medicate, to make me recede" ( ( Read more... )

What if we could find a way to turn your eyes into clouds. Then find a way to take them out? Maybe we could be introspective for awhile ( Read more... )

The Entity of Skin ( Read more... )

Sometimes i wonder if he knows. I wonder if he sees, or cares. Not about anything really. Just me ( Read more... )

Now, i know this is not quite believable from past entries, but your gonna have to take my word. I am an optimist. I try to ignore that fact because its seen as naive and stupid. But really i am. I know this because i can't hate people. Now, at first, you wouldn't think one thing has anything to do with the other. But it does, and i will elaborate ( Read more... )

afew entries back i wrote about a thought lingering in your head. well today mine learned a new trick. Its become an extrovert if you will. not suprising. learning to take controll. Like i wrote about you suffocating yourself, the lower layer of thoughts that you arent "supposed to have", i never expected the lower layer to start fighting back. But ( Read more... )

Some scratch at the surface of their coffin to see who'll notice. Others scratch hoping to make an imprint on the unbreakable. Some lie still hoping to, someday, stumble out of their prison. And a select few decide to pick the lock ( Read more... )