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Effort in Book Title.
I don’t know what else to say, but I’m still not better. My head is in so much pain and there’s nothing to relieve the pressure in my coping mechanism skill set. It is admittedly limited. I did t...
Pretty Vacant in Book Title.
It happened again, this time with less grace. The trauma event itself was more real to me than it has been in a long time. I got lost. I was beaten & raped while lying in my bathtub. It was a...
Denial on Trial in Book Title.
Docket of Cases: Does she complete him? Does the lie get deeper? I just realized what everyone else sees.... there’s a flood of communication behind the scenes. They’ve penned near novellas comp...
Predictions in Book Title.
Are you having sex with Jenn now? Are you shooting from the hip yet? Or is it more like taking a deep breath? Are you coping well? I love you. What’s love mean?
Squirtle Roleplay in Book Title.
That title is not ever going to be topped by a cherry. Wanna hear a story about sex? I know you can’t resist good smut. I’ve been up to my old tricks. My horse always says Nay and asks for more....
Destinations in Book Title.
Are we there yet? I’m not waiting Time is standing still instead Are we there yet? Our ambitious end To fight after we’ve flown Where’s there at? We raved nightly Cartographers all blushing Wher...
Highly important in Book Title.
I had a fuckin stoner epiphany about that bullshit Tangy heard from his therapist concerning abusive family patterns. I am too high to elaborate but the actual thought came like a freight train, ...
Double down. in Book Title.
I hate thinking of titles for my musings. I hate the word musings. It seems so pretentious, implying the literary nature of your journey. I hate the idea that life is a journey. Is this an advent...
Scattered Brains in Book Title.
You ever think about killing yourself daily? Nah, me neither. If you heard any different, you heard it from a liar. I wonder how far I have to go before I reach something. There’s got to be a ho...
Clockwise in Book Title.
It’s 10:40pm and I’m becoming increasingly aware of the time passing on a sunrise to sunset scale. Try and sort that nonsense out. I don’t give a shit about time. I’ve rejected the value and fun...
Create in Book Title.
Streams of consciousness are like streamers of paper, easily lost, torn, disposed and unwanted. I’m not sure there’s value to my wanting. I guess I’m the only audience that’s amused by these musi...
Here's a clever title for you. in Book Title.
I’m in the bathroom before dawn again, just sitting pretty on the floor next to my rambunctious cat. My computer battery will die soon so I feel compelled to write as rapidly as my fingers are ab...
Art Forms in Book Title.
Everybody dies, that’s the truth. No wonder I’m confused I can’t tell me from you. So what else is new? Break down or break through Don’t get me misconstrued I’m not trying to be rude Let me try ...
generic prescription in Book Title.
Stream of thought runs thru my heart and dumps into a little river. Red bubbles swirl around and down and rush past one another. Everything one day is lost but blood cells tend to linger. I’m not...
Type2 in Book Title.
I need to set healthy boundaries in my work environment. I’ve known that since I started but never addressed the issue with enough intention to make progress. After the holidays they’ll be firing...
Type1 in Book Title.
So I came here to write down a specific thought I was having towards the end of this doob and now that I’ve arrived, all I can think is, ‘Damn, I have cottonmouth.’ (It’s 10:23am and my handiest ...
In the dark, it's less dangerous in Book Title.
There’s not room in the universe for the things I must create. It’s too big, the ways I feel. Well when you’re sitting there in your silk upholstered chair Talkin’ to some rich folk that you kno...
I forgot to remember this. in Book Title.
I have a prosebox still. I never would’ve remembered if I hadn’t just been thinking about Matt. God, Matt- I know I’m the fucking lamest. It was so cool to see you and we haven’t even talked sinc...
It's retarded in Book Title.
...but I'm so fucking angry at my husband. We haven't had sex in a week. When I brought it up tonight, he said he just wasn't feeling very attracted to me lately. sigh
title title title in Book Title.
I have been thinking about my kids a lot. I imagine them grown and what they'll be like. That leads me into some weirder side thoughts about my own parents projecting me into an adult personality...
Begrudgingly. in Book Title.
Here I am writing on mo'fucking prosebox. R's gonna grow up to be a farmer and she's not gonna turn any of her animals into anything, especially not food.
