February 2012
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“So, long-live the car-crash hearts.
Cry on the couch until the poets come to life -
Fix me in 45.”
Those words inspire me. “Long-live the car-crash hearts” - the ones of us who have so much sensitivity in our soul, so much more than the normal person. I feel connected to every person who has gone through life with a broken soul…who feels so much that it becomes a...
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Bb: For Hope →
breighjusino:
“Locked in the darkness of her car, with the wipers set on periodic, she feels uneasy. The night scares her. Then the uneasiness gives way to a momentary and frightening levitation of her mind above her body. She can feel her spirit disconnect from her corporeal self, and her heart starts racing….
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Everytime Max gets startled, he runs all the way...
All I did was move my foot.
This is a rant about how much I hate bipolar disorder and the vivid nightmares that haunt me even while I’m awake and anxiety disorders an the way my body is so worn down and the fact that I can’t succeed in my job because of these things.
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Max was not that happy.
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January 2012
Going pee for the first time in 2012...
Look in the mirror and my THROAT IS BLEEDING AND COVERED IN WHITE STUFF.
Ok. Looks like I will be bringing in the new year with a throat infection, just like last year.
December 2011
To Write Love on Her Arms: Behind The Scenes:... →
twloha:
Five. Four. Three. Two. One. The ball drops and fireworks. Resolutions are made. People scream and people kiss and is it possible to change? Is it really truly possible to leave the past behind? Welcome to Midnight. Another year comes to a close. Another year begins. With a moment…
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Why is cheese and crackers so damn good?!
The answer is Ambien.
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Lonely is the black of night
When familiar arms have passed
Longing takes hold of heart and mind
To have filled the empty soul
Dear love, I miss you
Dear eyes, do dry
The moon unites us
Until the sun will rise
This break has been disappointing and I want to go back home. I miss Garrett and Lorelei and have gotten behind on work. I’m peeved at the whole aesthetic of my parent’s house; the tv, the beer, the constant in-each-others-businessness, the complaining and repetitive conversations.
On the bright side, Katy and I hung out most of the time and that has been awesome, I’ve come to a...