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. […]

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Once in a blue moon.

It rarely happens, like a blue moon, but occasionally I’ll have those off days where I/we actually get items on our “to do” lists accomplished. Today was one of those days. I guess what really happens is that I let all my shit pile up and up and up until I can’t take it anymore, […]

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