Scars and Hearts or maybe Hearts and Scars

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omg when prayers work

That isn’t something you will ever see me comment on–not big into praying as you all know that’s like a wish in my head and that’s not something real people did in my world. It doesn’t mean I didn’t secretly… Continue Reading →

fantastical sap and all that crap

Oh my god. Sometimes I am mildly pathetic in my weepings. It’s not that I am not grateful to those of you wandering around in my past, nope, it’s just that sometimes I make myself sick with the comparisons. I… Continue Reading →

curiouser and curiosity

I had to google that word because it looks weird. Curiouser and curiouser I wind and waiver and change my mind daily. I haven’t tried to do the copywriting seriously enough, yet, but I am at the edge of a… Continue Reading →

assets and deficits

Man, I am really fucking hard on myself, I realize and I don’t exactly know why. I didn’t have this like super crazy upbringing which involved any discussions of success at all. It was you work, you make money. Dreams… Continue Reading →

so many people…really, so much time

Huh. I have been thinking lately a lot about connections, time and the number of people that can come in and out of a life–and really it’s almost depressing when I think about the number of people I have come… Continue Reading →

the never connect disconnect

Things got a little better this weekend. I wish I could say Don had some breakthrough or realized I wanted, no I needed to be as normal as I could be so treating me like a piece of tissue paper… Continue Reading →

because apparently winning isn’t for me

So, this is a new one I am faced with–after almost 8 years with this man, he has suddenly decided he cannot have sex with me anymore as it will kill me. He came up with that, not me, given… Continue Reading →

oh fucking well to…yes

I think this revamping of my life thing would be going much much better if I had some more energy, but there’s not a hell of a lot I can do with manifesting that. Don is gone at night and… Continue Reading →

pity is quite shitty

Man I was not in the mood this morning at all. Like for Don, for life, for the bullshit, for the nuisances that have already plagued my day. I have a shitty headache as well as a leg that is… Continue Reading →

my anxiety is real, holy shit

I feel like life is kind of speeding past us all and we are sometimes cognizant of the time and other times it’s like holy shit have I been having the same day for weeks, and the thing that seems… Continue Reading →

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