Last year at this time, rape was the only thing that exhausted my thoughts. This year, my biggest concern was helping my friend win a sunglasses competition. Albeit she lost, but that's not the point.  I remember the night before my first day of high school.  I went to bed at 9 o'clock. I was nauseatingly anxious. I calmed myself down by telling ( Read more... )

My dad made the decision for me to not go to Rhode Island this summer. Needless to say, I got a little emotional. However for the first time in my life, I actually agreed with him. I subconsciously knew he was going to make that decision, which is why I asked for his opinion in the first place. I need to get ahead in school this summer. That has to ( Read more... )

I never understood the significance of men drumming on their steering wheel. It never fails. Whenever I'm in a car with a man, they have this unruly urge to just start beating the wheel. Something came over me when I was driving tonight. I began drumming on my wheel. It felt pretty damn good.

If dreams are usually supposed to reflect events or memories that have been triggered during the day, why have I been having erotic dreams the past few nights? And why have I been enjoying them?

 it's funny how a scent can trigger a sweeping amount of  memories ( Read more... )

 this isn't meant to sound narcissistic in the slightest, but do you ever wonder how people's lives would be if they never met you? just something i've been thinking about ( Read more... )

 I wish I was one of the lucky ones that got away.

 I need to learn how to accept the things I can't change. Or compromise myself to a life of extreme self-loathing.

erika rae wagner got me hooked on tumblr. it's inevitable. 

 I bought myself a journal and am going to start writing again. Even with the privacy settings on here, I still feel the need to censor things. I love breaks from school, but I hate coming home to people from high school. The petty drama and all the goddamn gossip that should have been left in high school still lingers from two years ago. I enjoyed ( Read more... )