The Blue Pill
In approximately 6.5 hours, I will deliberately set off a chain reaction of chemical disruptions in my brain.
Chaos. Panic. Disorder.
Confusion.
Some days the way seems so clear, laid out before me in a nice straight line, neatly paved and clearly marked… just waiting for Toto and me to start skipping along merrily.
What Type Of Lesbian Are You?
Alright, so I’m not a full-blown lesbian, although there are days… Anyway, I got a kick out of this.
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Labels And Definitions
The things I am trying to apply to my life right now, to provide a better idea of where everything sits. The effort to give each aspect of my life its own manila file, its own cubby hole.
Dear John
Twelve years now.
No easy words to cover all the ground between us, all the water under our bridges.
When Memory Bites You In The Ass
From this week’s postsecret.com:
Hell…
…is what you make of it, just like anything else.
(yes. i’m off the medication again. sorry.)
