It looks as though my life is back to the way it was...
Staying up late and thinking too much, then sleeping in a bit the next day. No more waking at five as I was for the coffee shop/bike co-op.
But I've lost a family.
But I've gained some freedom.
But I've lost another piece of myself to this experience.
There's hardly any of me left.

(staring at oranges - some 'blahblahblah me, me, me' to follow ( Read more... )

I asked you guys last night if you thought I was ready to date. I'm not. Not until I have one o' them identity thingumajiggers. I checked all the flyers today, but there aren't any on sale, so I've returned to lj to splatter my brains on a wall of the E-niverse like a series of jarringly-coloured paintball pellets ( Read more... )

Last night I dreamed I drew my left thumb (testing, testing...) across a blade that left no visible mark. It hurt, but I didn't think I'd cut myself. I stared, wondering if I'd just imagined the action. Time passed, then blood welled up and started to pour from the cut that had become obvious. The pain grew and the blood flow increased, and for the ( Read more... )

Square pegs, triangular lives, and pretty words. I am not you, specifically, but your words make sense to me, and that's something - because sense occurs rarely in my waking hours ( Read more... )

For the record, I am now officially more than happy to acquiesce should someone wish to be my sugar daddy. I figure that a life of ease at the cost of all of my self esteem is no biggie since I don't have any self-esteem anyway. Besides- I can't handle reality any more and I really really just want someone to pay me to have affairs and write about ( Read more... )

So, my computer is infected with the vb.aug worm - and although AVG says it's contained I can no longer use Firefox (for some reason the .exe file was the source of the worm). I loathe IE, so now what the frack do I do? I can't find any info online about vb.aug for some unknown reason. Maybe it's an older issue ( Read more... )

Honesty is soooo embarrassing, isn't it? But I had to get that out of my system. Maybe now I can bury our little relationship in a shoebox or something more tasteful, say some nice words over it, turn, and start walking down the road. I sat at the scene of the accident for over a month, and then sat at the graveside for another month, and now I've ( Read more... )

an endless ocean of pain
and I lack the strength to swim
I hope this floating music doesn't end

T, you keep saving my life. So do you, J and P and A!
I wish I didn't mean that so goddamn literally, but honesty is best.

Edit: This is referring to my concern about a certain letter that should get to an uncertain someone today. It was written to be ( Read more... )

To whosoever may be reading this, no matter if you're on my friends list or not, or whether you know me or not, I am begging for pick-me-ups in the form of e-cards. Send 'em to gravityslave at livejournal dot com or write dot gravityslave at gmail dot com, send 'em with hugs, send 'em with threats, send 'em with dirty limericks or e-plushies - I ( Read more... )