November 2008
3 posts
Home
Is it where the heart is? Where the family is? Well, if that’s the case, I don’t want to be “home”. I want to be in my own apartment right now without the family drama, the rude looks, the passive agressive comments, and the overall feeling of discomfort. I’m already looking at the train schedule to try and get home, but will i actually do it? Create more drama, feel...
When nothing satisfies you...
Eat Dominos.
Numb the pain.
Shove it down.
New pain to feel.
Full.
So full you want to die.
So you cry instead.
You sob while you sit in front of the tv.
Wishing your life was like a movie.
Wishing someone loved you.
But you just sit alone.
Chicken wings will dull the pain.
So you can forget that no one’s in love with you.
So you can pretend you aren’t slowly killing...
Fear
Fear, just the title alone makes me cringe. So much to talk about and yet nothing to say. I have come to realize that I will never be able to recover from this disease unless I understand my fear. So let’s see…
Growing up—huge fear! I in many, many ways I would like to be a child for as long as humanly possible. It scares me how much time passes and how little i feel i have...