Holy fuck ( Read more... )

Me cae contra las patas escuchar sobre las relaciones de los demás. Automáticamente me pongo a comparar con la mía y comienzo a imaginar cosas-- cosas que ocurren en otras relaciones que ya no ocurren en la mía. Comienzo a imaginar detalles íntimos. Se me hace una nube la cabeza-- me da vergüenza, me da pena, me comienzo a sentir mal. Es un ( Read more... )

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Not gonna lie. When I get on facebook and decide to waste my time looking at pictures of Nicaraguans I become indignant. I see these socially acceptable and socially prominent pairings-- such obvious choices of grooms and brides, such logical and practical sanctimonious unions between respectable last names and social positions-- and I get a little ( Read more... )

"And I thought, now THIS would be crossing a line, which I seem to be doing more and more these days. Because, you know what, the lines are...only in our heads. In actuality, there are no lines at all, which is really fucking terrifying if you think about it." - Brenda Chenowith

In Los Angeles, California, I realize that it's not going to happen ( Read more... )

I'd say don't finish someone's cereal without at least telling them, don't criticize the way they prepare and eat their food, don't assume they just "don't get it" when they choose to do something differently.

Yeah, I'd pretty much say those things.

My life is like a thread with so many knots in it. All I want is to straighten it out. All I want is to see it untangled ( Read more... )

I am alone with my demons. They make a knot in my stomach and a lump in my throat. I suppose I can't complain because I knew this feeling would come.

Secretly, I'm actually miserable.