It seems there is something to be said of media poisoning…if you pull yourself off of it and don’t read anything, there’s a definite lack of litmus to really guage much aside from your own feelings about things. Nobody to… Continue Reading →
I ponder what has become of a world which at one point not too long ago, was protesting 1%ers and now has one governing them with not really any promise to address that, but apparently churn out the kind of… Continue Reading →
I don’t even know what to say, but there are people who’ve said it better than me, and with a lot more passion than I seem to have left to contend with this in this new reality. I am exhausted… Continue Reading →
A few years ago I gave up my cell phone–well it was technically a year and a half I lived without using it, a year and a half my friends weren’t able to text me with any ease, a year… Continue Reading →
Ugh. I know I can’t be the only one feeling this swallowing, this uncomfortable engulf into the mouth of what the fuck that this country has become. Someone told me recently I was one of those people who seemed to… Continue Reading →
So I wrote this title several days ago–I cannot tell you how many half-finished pieces of my consciousness lie as unpublished posts, but it’s not a small number and certainly not even close to representative of how many things flit… Continue Reading →
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Hey so I know I have been missing for some time. You all probably thought I offed myself, maybe found peace with my misery, maybe found some relief from the poverty affected by some of my own decisions and others… Continue Reading →
The day you die isn’t going to be something crazy or really life shattering for anyone aside from a splattering of friends, maybe some family invested in your existence. It’s going to be the last day you took a shit,… Continue Reading →
So many allusions and alliterations in this one–so hard to really nail down how I feel and what I think…the only thing I am sure of is what I am thinking isn’t good. Isn’t good in that it leaves me… Continue Reading →
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