Summer is here.

So now it's summer --- my eleven-week freedom. Surreal. I thought it would feel weird to not go to school, and man was I right. I feel a little empty here. We had a picnic, the girls of my class, as a sort of farewell get-together. Eleven weeks apart is a lot when you've been together every day. We all have summer jobs out of town or live far away from each other, so it was nice to spend the sunny afternoon together at the park listening to music and playing Cranium and entertaining all the passers-by with our little pantomime moments....more

Do you think unicorns are monsters?

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Good morning. Let's talk about breakfast... Razor blades or scissors?

I find myself in this constant spiral full of holes, of little tiny spaces through which my mind escapes to find a way to get some of my blood escaping out onto my already-scarred skin. It is not a remedy. It isn't a sickness no more than any other addiction. I've gone today without it, even though I'm constantly reminded of it from the glares I get if I walk around in a t-shirt. I have a broken body, a broken mind and (trying not to sound too cliché here) a somewhat broken heart that, even though it beats, likes to make its way into my limbs and have me ache for something sharp....more

Thanks <3 I think them monsters too, haha. And I talk talk talk, it just needs to be fetched out ... more

Good morning. Let's talk about breakfast... Razor blades or scissors?

I find myself in this constant spiral full of holes, of little tiny spaces through which my mind escapes to find a way to get some of my blood escaping out onto my already-scarred skin. It is not a remedy. It isn't a sickness no more than any other addiction. I've gone today without it, even though I'm constantly reminded of it from the glares I get if I walk around in a t-shirt. I have a broken body, a broken mind and (trying not to sound too cliché here) a somewhat broken heart that, even though it beats, likes to make its way into my limbs and have me ache for something sharp....more

I have the non-eating habit too or, rather, my body does once I have enough to deal with, it's ... more

TWLOHA ... Internet Heroes..

You know, about a year ago a friend of mine... Who has been my friend since the dark days (High School LOL) was staying at my house and upon getting out of the shower... Towel still wrapped around her head, pulling her eyebrows up and making her look like a Vulcan... Tracked me down and in "that" voice (you know that voice right? the I’m really concerned about you, firm because I think you’re doing something wrong, but scared your going to go off the deep end if I mention it voice......more

Good morning. Let's talk about breakfast... Razor blades or scissors?

I find myself in this constant spiral full of holes, of little tiny spaces through which my mind escapes to find a way to get some of my blood escaping out onto my already-scarred skin. It is not a remedy. It isn't a sickness no more than any other addiction. I've gone today without it, even though I'm constantly reminded of it from the glares I get if I walk around in a t-shirt. I have a broken body, a broken mind and (trying not to sound too cliché here) a somewhat broken heart that, even though it beats, likes to make its way into my limbs and have me ache for something sharp....more

Thanks. I didn't think I'd actually get anyone commenting on my first post so I just.. ranted ... more

Good morning. Let's talk about breakfast... Razor blades or scissors?

I find myself in this constant spiral full of holes, of little tiny spaces through which my mind escapes to find a way to get some of my blood escaping out onto my already-scarred skin. It is not a remedy. It isn't a sickness no more than any other addiction. I've gone today without it, even though I'm constantly reminded of it from the glares I get if I walk around in a t-shirt. I have a broken body, a broken mind and (trying not to sound too cliché here) a somewhat broken heart that, even though it beats, likes to make its way into my limbs and have me ache for something sharp....more

I have many people to talk to. My girlfriend is the best at keeping me away from it. And I try ... more

Good morning. Let's talk about breakfast... Razor blades or scissors?

I find myself in this constant spiral full of holes, of little tiny spaces through which my mind escapes to find a way to get some of my blood escaping out onto my already-scarred skin. It is not a remedy. It isn't a sickness no more than any other addiction. I've gone today without it, even though I'm constantly reminded of it from the glares I get if I walk around in a t-shirt. I have a broken body, a broken mind and (trying not to sound too cliché here) a somewhat broken heart that, even though it beats, likes to make its way into my limbs and have me ache for something sharp....more

I did for five months so I know I can do it again.

Do you ... more

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