Writer, Artist, and Recovering 80s Hair Spray Addict
I am here. Again. The pit of depression. Paralyzed by self-doubt. Cut off from action. Not giving a good god damn about anything. I cry but no one sees or hears me behind my closed off doors of seclusion. Thoughts of self-destruction run rampant once again in my mind. Pain is the only thing real right in this moment. Choked up with tears streaming down my face, I am a fucking mess. I gasp for air as I fight back wanting to burn or cut my flesh open. A bloodletting…
Read MoreI 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 MoreMy manic mind likes to make me overthink & analyze everything down to the most intricate detail. It’s frustrating to live with this madness.
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