I'm not one who is a fan of showers. But i love it when i have something to pray about or sort the thoughts out in my head, (a thinking space & time, really), and i hug my legs and let the warm (hot) water beat down my back. Letting my skin sting for a bit, but slowly get use to the temperature. The warmth radiating into every inch of me. I close ( Read more... )

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This year is going to be bittersweet. Fuck. I don't want any of that because in the future when I look back, I'm gunna be all nostalgic and shit. Oh my god am I even making sense? Point it, shit's about to get real and we all just cant face reality right now ( Read more... )

The idea of spending time, one on one with someone (besides the mom, cousins and bestfriend), scares me.
The fear settles deeper, knowing that i fear it.
Ugh, i swear i dont have social phobia.
But most of the time, i wish i could wrap myself with an invisibility cloak when in a group of people and pray that they carry on conversations that i could ( Read more... )

What happens when the list of reasons why you shouldnt be alive, out weighs the list of things that are/will keep you living?
Houston, we have a problem.

Is this it? Memories crumble slowly but ever so certainly, a remnant of strange emotions, bits and pieces of images that lingers in the mind ( Read more... )

Sat feeling somewhat out of place at the dinner table. I fidget to keep myself from feeling uncomfortable. Hands placed under my lap and then back to my utensils. Feet tapping against the parquet and legs swinging back an forth. I pick at my food absentmindedly and then coming back to focus when questions were directed to me. taken aback by a ( Read more... )

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