I live in bottles. That phrase has been bouncing around my brain for the last 48 hours. I’ve been mentally.. narrating my life, or something, since my last post. I’ve been conscious of the fact that I’ve wanted to write something, but until today, I literally lacked the ability. I fell into – practically tripped […]
Been drunk for what seems like days. Slept for like three hours last night. I’m exhausted and can’t find the words I need to even begin to describe what my life is like currently. Maybe soon. But don’t worry. I’m still here.
I was gone for a bit. Not on purpose, but mostly because I find it difficult to write lately. I’ve struggled with my news stories and putting down any kind of written word, fact or fiction. Anyway.. it’s spring break now. I’m in Louisiana with my boyfriend. I have to leave tomorrow to go back […]
Oh so busy. I’m the White Rabbit, can’t be late, can’t be late for a very important date. I can sense a pattern forming.. something slowly creeping out of my mental fog. But it isn’t developing fast enough, there no clear silhouette for me to make out. It’s coming.. coming, oh so slowly. I just […]
“If you’re going to be crazy, you have to get paid for it or else you’re going to be locked up.” ― Hunter S. Thompson Oh, Hunter S. Thompson. You have it right, good sir. But since I’m not getting paid, should I be locked up? My worst fear has always been a tie between drowning and […]
Originally posted on Kicking Against the Pricks:
The loneliest moment in someone’s life is when they are watching their whole world fall apart, and all they can do is stare blankly. – F. Scott Fitzgerald (The Great Gatsby)
Pills. Alcohol. Nicotine. More pills. What have I done with myself? I’ve failed, and I’m refusing to see it. My body is afloat in the sea of surrender, and I don’t have the energy to try to keep my nose above the water. Pills. Alcohol. Pills. More alcohol. Guilty, frustrated, lost, blank. Numb. Nothing. I […]