a slowly increasing pain grows within my jaw and it greatly reduces my sleep at night. i dream about it, think about it, try to fight it with medication only to grow ill, then the illness keeps me awake as well ( Read more... )

GRRRRRRRRRR ( Read more... )

i am thinking that this could be interesting ( Read more... )

driving through the city makes me nervous
moves so fast i cant see
will you wait for me?
what would it mean?

i cant believe you dont see it.
we belong in a different place.
everytime i get close to you...
i just dont know what to say

tonight we'll learn ourselves again
its the inhibition
of my intuition
will we make the same mistakes again?

been a day ( Read more... )

I'm mad. i'm so mad i'm shaking. i'm shaking so much im crying and frustrated. this is absolute bullshit. i got TWO hours sleep last night. two. for no good reason. i can run on that, that's fine, but then i wake up to this?! Jack and my sister -fucking- in the bathroom. In the very same bathroom that i have to use before i can go to work. i yell ( Read more... )

so... knowing that i had to work at work at 8 in the morn i set my alarm for 6:45, so i would have time to wake up, get ready, eat, and then walk to work. seeing how very early that is for me i decided to get a good nights sleep, starting maybe 9:30, 10? but no, my sister decides that after maybe 5 days of sobriety that its time for a night out! ( Read more... )

So it's apparent that my sister's ex husband recently died. I know this because she texted me while i was at work. just simply said 'johnny is dead'. i was stunned... and she's been giggling ever since ( Read more... )

why is the thing that was supposed to save me from misery causing me misery? this is God, this is -faith-, this..is truth? i want it to be truth... i once in my darkest of days devoted myself to something. took a breath and gave it all over... applied it to my life, my every day life. i applied it to my fashion, i wore my crosses. i applied it to ( Read more... )

if there ever was a point in my life i found myself without a purpose i would no longer no longer know how to stand or how to speak. for what would i fight, what would i strive for? i would be lost in such a state a freedom the i would feel empty. nothing to rebel against, nothing to acheive... where would i go? who would i be then, one without a ( Read more... )