watched big fish tonight. horrible results.
we were at dinner. there were inappropriate comments. I left with a rage and started to break everything within reach. a mirror shattered on me. blood was everywhere. Everything was a horrible pain. I had to keep moving or else it was too painful. someone grabbed me and was keeping me from screaming and getting away.... It was the two of them.... struggling to keep me injured and for their own. One wanted me to die. One to nurse me back to health only to do it all over again.
Somehow found myself in galoshes and a towel. Both coated in blood instantly. was laid down and told not to move but the lesss i moved the more it hurt and the more it would heal. I was scared but I thought I wanted to die., Thought that would make things berttter. who knows. this was awful. the emotion was right there when i woke up i thought i was bleeding since the sheets were wet but it was just tears.
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
change...
its crazy how people lately come into my life and drop some serious knowledge within minutes of me having a conversation with them.... I am the queen of TMI but maybe it can be a good thing. Knowledge allows us to grow as people. Sharing experiences with people ( I think) helps me develop my own self.
who the fuck knows anymore.
who the fuck knows anymore.
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
now walk it out..
i wish that dressing up was still a part of my job. :( at this point in time my finances leave me no room to spend money on "frivolous" things like these amazing shoes. time to be a grown up, buckle down and get used to public transportation.
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
miss miss miss you
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too tough for him,
I say, stay in there, I'm not going
to let anybody see
you.
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I pour whiskey on him and inhale
cigarette smoke
and the whores and the bartenders
and the grocery clerks
never know that
he's
in there.
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too tough for him,
I say,
stay down, do you want to mess
me up?
you want to screw up the
works?
you want to blow my book sales in
Europe?
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too clever, I only let him out
at night sometimes
when everybody's asleep.
I say, I know that you're there,
so don't be
sad.
then I put him back,
but he's singing a little
in there, I haven't quite let him
die
and we sleep together like
that
with our
secret pact
and it's nice enough to
make a man
weep, but I don't
weep, do
you?
wants to get out
but I'm too tough for him,
I say, stay in there, I'm not going
to let anybody see
you.
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I pour whiskey on him and inhale
cigarette smoke
and the whores and the bartenders
and the grocery clerks
never know that
he's
in there.
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too tough for him,
I say,
stay down, do you want to mess
me up?
you want to screw up the
works?
you want to blow my book sales in
Europe?
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too clever, I only let him out
at night sometimes
when everybody's asleep.
I say, I know that you're there,
so don't be
sad.
then I put him back,
but he's singing a little
in there, I haven't quite let him
die
and we sleep together like
that
with our
secret pact
and it's nice enough to
make a man
weep, but I don't
weep, do
you?
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
seaweeds.
the currents pull me in the tide has reached my chin the seaweed tickles skin just let the water win
I'm freezing to the bone.
I'm freezing to the bone.
Monday, May 10, 2010
would you like to run away and try to forget?
We're finally drunk enough that, we're finally soaking up, the hours that everyone else throws away.
And if we have to go now, I guess there's always hope, tomorrow night will be more of the same.
This night is winding down but time means nothing, as always at this hour
Time means nothing, one final final round cos time means nothing,
Say that you'll stay.
And if we have to go now, I guess there's always hope, tomorrow night will be more of the same.
This night is winding down but time means nothing, as always at this hour
Time means nothing, one final final round cos time means nothing,
Say that you'll stay.
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
all i could do is put a seashell to your ear
making pictures is a kind of gentle hunt to find all the things i tucked away in that endless vast mansion i call my subconscious. i am just going around turning on all the lights in all the rooms and helping those memories to be their best and be calm and happy.
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