I told him I need to slow the fuck down.  And I meant it ( Read more... )

It was exactly the kind of scary situation I've been worrying about.  We were at the Tavern, LJ was drunk, and these other two inebriated men had joined us at the table.  They'd already commented on how nice I looked in my striped shirt, and made the assumption that we were in a lesbian relationship. I'm being all quiet and insecure, and one of ( Read more... )

"When someone tells you who they are, LISTEN."

I'm not sure where I first heard this. But I've been guilty so many times of not listening.

He keeps telling me he's an asshole. I'm still not sure what he means by it or where it's coming from. Does he really believe this about himself? I've seen him be kind, gentle, even nurturing. But again, I'm not ( Read more... )

"How's it going? I miss you already ( Read more... )

Stopping to think over the last seven days. It's been all do-do-do-feel-do for days, with little time for sleep even.

[I could talk to him forever.]

I am deeply aware that I am walking in a dangerous place. I'm not what he wanted, what he was looking for.  I am the guinea pig - by my own choice. I am walking into my worst fear. I am completely ( Read more... )

I am too young to go to bed at 10pm.  If I want to go out or have sex with my partner, I don't care that it's Wednesday night or that we have to work tomorrow.  I'll sleep plenty when I'm dead ( Read more... )

1. compassion
2. good communication
3. affection
4. creativity
5. adventurous /open to new experiences
6. self-awareness
7. out to the people who are important to her
8. values family and community
9. a sense of humor
10. love of learning / reading
11. is actively engaged in pursuing her goals
12. is not addicted
13. is joyful
14. is politically aware
15. is ( Read more... )

"Dead ends can be very pretty sometimes."  --Chris

Okay, so this friend of mine has been writing these amazing blogs recently, and she's got me feeling inspired to write more than lyrics and poems.  So here we go...

Realization:  I am a chronic complainer.  I'm trying to find something to write about without my usual bitching.  This is harder than it looks.

Last night, I was at the Wild Succulent ( Read more... )

in 2000, I worked as a camp counselor with special needs girl scouts in PA.  that's when i started to understand, i think.

because after that, everything was different

everything, meaning my perspective, my goals, my concept of my Self, my priorities...

i think that if i'd been obsessed with the irrelevant stuff, i would've gone crazy that summer

and ( Read more... )