EDIT: turns out #Hozier wrote the perfect song for this: https://open.spotify.com/track/1djzKW3eYLyzjjHXazEWWh?si=eHdHytbhQ2uoiuHgMonTMg Her brown skin, her gentle curves, her soft lips, her faithful rhythm, she uses them completely. We drift left, we slide forward, we ascend, we whirl, we are love in motion. She motives my body, she inspires my mind, she ignites my passions, she … Continue reading Movement
I've never been more sad. I've never been more frightened. Sadness with the velocity of a bullet. Fear with the force of a shotgun blast. Suicide #4: I'd like to think that the worst day of my life contained more feelings than simply sadness and fear. It would make for beautiful sentences; stringing powerful adjectives … Continue reading #4; The worst day of my life.
Shook but not shaken Pain but not painful Hurt but not hurting Grief without mourning Loss without sadness Fury without anger
Drink til you finish the job
I wrote my first blog about all the divorces I racked up over the years, counting them as if each was a battle I survived and therefore won. You see, I wear the overcoming of multiple broken homes as a pseudo badge of honor. Each divorce brought a challenge, shaped a part of me, and … Continue reading Suicide, Encounter #1.
Am I More Fucked Up Than You? Read a couple post and let me know. But before we begin. If you've found yourself here, I would be really curious as to how. What keywords did you use and why? What was your initial reaction to the title? Drop a comment and lets trade war stories! … Continue reading A fucked up intro
Post #1: And. Here. We. Go. Divorce... We all know someone who has gotten divorced. We all know someone who has been divorced multiple times. Not you of course, its probably a fucking uncle or maybe a friend or their family. Ill venture a guess that as the number of divorces goes up, the % … Continue reading Divorce(s)
More Fucked Up Than You 