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Paint our secrets a different color

Hate days like this. We are so sad we don’t know where to begin. Don’t know what to do when we get like this. The inertia is so pronounced there is nothing to be done. Our heart is broken and visions of the past perform before my eyes. Our secrets percolate under an eating disorder. We need help. We need for someone to do for us what we can’t do for ourselves. We want the reward, but our heart is too heavy to let us seize it. Like this, we shall surely perish in our colored secrets. It’s official. Tomorrow, …

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burn BEFORE reading

i beg of you not to read this post. it’s like the children’s book about Grover and a monster at the end of the book. Don’t be engage in self-harm behavior by reading a post that is nothing short of dull, obtuse, unimportant ramblings. I warned you. 🙂 i don’t know who I am right now. Seriously. My hands feel real. I feel attached. But I also feel really blank, unaware. But I also feel something like a secondary emotion; the emotion is fear and it’s not mine but is being filtered through me. I don’t feel safe inside my …

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