I am pleased to announce that today is my blogiversary! Holy fucking Christ... I made it through a year!! If you wanna check out my first post you can, right... here! So, if you don't know, the reason I started this blog was to help myself heal the wounds given to me by another... and… Continue reading 1 whole year of telling lemonade to go fuck itself…
There is nothing quite like living with a parent when you are an adult to make you feel like a fucking child. I have a number of friend people in a similar situation to me. Finding themselves in a space in their life where they have had to either move back home or simply share… Continue reading I’m an adult, I swear!
Coffee is my friend And wine is my lover I wake up and the first thing I want is my friend I want long warm talks with my friend Holding them in the palm of my hand Night falls and the darkness sets in And all I can think of is my lover on my… Continue reading Coffee/friend, wine/lover
I live exist in the house of nightmares Reliving little horrors skin re-torn bruises re-blackened I walk through the hall of mirrors but the reflections are all different Me the way you saw me hideous, repulsive Me with you at my back knife at my throat My eyes are not my eyes They are yours,… Continue reading yours, my hell
Lying under the darkness I long to have it fill me up I wish to swallow it down Take it all It's hot, sweet Things seem hazy If I want it I must journey So, that the darkness will begin to lighten