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September 21st, 2007 | | Security: | | Time: | 10:32 am | | Current Mood: | 👁 stressed eruh. |
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| I have a cold feeling in my core. I don't know why but it's there. It's like the cold has been following me around my house as of yesterday evening. It frightened me. I feel as though a weight has been lifted but a thick breeze has been blown. Like someone is trying to push me out of the way. The skin underneath my bottom lip is chapped. I don't know why but it's there. I noticed it as of this morning. It bothered me. I feel as though I should have been aware of this before now, but something has kept me from knowing. Like someone is trying to keep me from KNOWING. Like someone is keeping me from knowing. | comments: Leave a comment 👁 Share 👁 Flag
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September 11th, 2007 | I want to shave off my skin and fat from my body and i want to stick needles in my pelvis while someone watches. i want to peel off my fingernails and pour salt on the nubs. I want to lure someone somewhere, entice them and make them kneel and shut their eyes and shoot them in the back of the head and kiss their dead lips while their still warm. | comments: Leave a comment 👁 Share 👁 Flag
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September 9th, 2007 | face down on the floor with your fist in your mouth biting down
just to make the pain back up (for a little while anyway)
toungue to cheek I can taste the carpet through my teeth and the stifling noise of crying
echoes off of every surface
but you walk step by step shaking the ground below knocking knees and blowing steam and salt water out of (every pore)
splinters pushed deeper and you're clearing your mind
sliding down your throat (poison slows the reaction time)
this is what it feels like living dime by dime
knuckles scraped, bone to fist jammed in your mouth and throwing fits pushing bile out and coughing at the porcelain floors around it
I pushed your words out through the back of my toungue and into the bowl and it spins before it dissolves in that magical world of water
sinking into the sea
Its all about the person you wanted me to be
(Sorry Im inadequate) | comments: Leave a comment 👁 Share 👁 Flag
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August 25th, 2007 | You know, that sick juicy garbage feeling you get sometimes? I have that. Vomitorium perfumey gingerale-ish turn stomach hurty pain spit smell feeling......
I hate my throat. | comments: Leave a comment 👁 Share 👁 Flag
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August 22nd, 2007
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