Writer, Artist, and Recovering 80s Hair Spray Addict
I take one, one, one ’cause you left me And two, two, two for my family And three, three, three for my heartache And four, four, four for my headaches And five, five, five for my lonely And six, six, six for my sorrow And seven, seven for no tomorrow And eight, eight, I forget what eight was for But nine, nine, nine for the lost gods Ten, ten, ten, ten for everything, everything, everything -Kiss Off – Violent Femmes It’s been a long strange ride, this life of…
Read MoreI’m holding on, waiting patiently for the monsters inside my head to either shut up or go away. I’ve been religiously taking my new meds for 6 days now – a mistake? Maybe. The crying has stopped but my head is swimming. It’s funny because I do not know how to swim, only in theory – in my head. Perhaps there’s something to it because they say if you can do it in your mind the body follows. I’m tired of treading the waters of life – one big wave crashing against me…
Read MoreI’m normally a pretty laid-back and easy-going woman, but sometimes the angry, impatient, ballsy and raucous punk rock bitch I keep hidden deep down inside comes out to play. When those times happen, it takes everything in me to not want to throat punch someone. No, I’m not joking. I’ve often thought about balling my hand into a fist and powerfully throwing that fist right into someone’s throat. Anger management issues? No – only because I’ve never actually done it – but oh, my fantasy life is rich…
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