In the continuing saga of "Jesus Christ, Ravenwcatz, do you just have sex with ANYONE ( Read more... )

I'm never ever thought I would be the person I am today.
I'm not proud of it.
I need a change

I am really having a hard time, no doubt because I do not forgive. I am having a hard time finding anyone to talk to about this stuff. For one thing you never know who is really too delicate to hear this stuff.

And just like that, the burlesque god is gone again.  Continuing on a neverending tour.  He called me to take him to the train station, I think he just likes pretending that he's leaving someone behind.  Having someone to kiss on the platform, so that he's not so alone all the time ( Read more... )

My burlesque god has returned.  Talking to him is like seeing a side of the community I have no access to.  We go out and he gets recognized by random people like a real celebrity.  He's heroin, all over again. 

i feel so defeated.

I have a (somewhat reciprocated) crush on a burlesque god.

He may have been my sneaky, sparkly houseguest for a few days last month.

Something weird happened today. Not physical, but all in my mind. The feeling I got reminded of my teenage years. I don't even know why or how it happened. It's like an automatic switch flicked in my head.

I found myself constantly sneaking a look at every opportunity....you know what? I'm so over thinking the whole thing. Point is that I saw a guy ( Read more... )

I've started having anxiety attacks again.

I don't want to be ill again!

I have discovered that when you're a parent, it is totally socially acceptable to talk constantly about how you're bribing yourself to get through every day with alcohol, but gods forbid you complain about how one day of your baby whining constantly drives you insane for that day. Somehow, THAT makes you a bad parent, because OH MY GOD HOW CAN YOU ( Read more... )