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more of my own expunged body mass than i knew was possible, a bulimic moment after moment this week thanks to food poisoning, the body of man ejected from his over flipping SUV sans head, said headless body to be struck by an opposite oncoming car seconds later, and the body of a suicided twelve year old girl with her head split open like a halved melon, her brains, teeth, and tongue pink and purple and red and looking horrifically like exploded bubblegum, one eye on one side of the split skull, her other eye on the opposite part that flopped away to the right... and that beautiful wonderful person she had been, gone in three seconds that it took her to plunge the three stories from the shopping center roof, blood pouring from her wound like an ocean or iron-scented tomato soup...her jaw bow reflecting odd light as the bone beneath the skin was two pieces... and a private conversation of mine splattered on the web. these are the things ive seen this week... and to top it all off, my friends, my computers, both decided to fail this week. Yay. Current Location: work Current Mood: exanimate Current Music: pod runner
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I should be drawing. practising. I crave drawing, but for gods sake there is no blank paper, my life is a paucity of blank paper, so I write, trying to scry the visual into the written words, spoken deafly in the mind. And it comes out sounding like crap, like this. I've been trying to lose weight, and draw, and get my mind back together. I'm not having many nightmares right now, which is good, and my general practitioner wants me to take Seroquel... I'm uneasy about that, moreso for its implications. I'm not very good with people, these days, and my mind feels like a formica floor splashed with shards of stain glass depictions of memories that made sense long ago. i feel like I'm in a long queue, like the ones at theme parks, with the cage walls to ensure the line doesn't stray, and I feel crushed towards something I do not want, like a crowd of people surrounds me, and is carrying me forward. I can't turn away. Tags: sadness Current Location: work Current Mood: exanimate Current Music: Aphex Twin, Wax the Nip
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anger, blood, body dysmorphic disorder, change, coffee, communication, computers, craziness, crushes, death, depression,, eating disorder, ed, emotion, evolution, eww!, exhausted, fat, fear, fight, friends, friendship, fucked up addict, furious, i want to die, ill, illness, insomnia, job life, life in tags,, loneliness, love, memories, mental illness, money, nostalgic, pain, personally stupid, radio silence, rage, self-hate, sick., stupidity, suicidal, the past, tired, tired sad, trouble, ugliness, ugly, vanity, violated Tags: anger, blood, body dysmorphic disorder, change, coffee, communication, computers, craziness, crushes, death, depression, eating disorder, ed, emotion, evolution, eww!, exhausted, fat, fear, fight, friends, friendship, fucked up addict, furious, i want to die, ill, illness, insomnia, job life, life in tags, loneliness, love, memories, mental illness, money, nostalgic, pain, personally stupid, radio silence, rage, self-hate, sick., stupidity, suicidal, the past, tired, tired sad, trouble, ugliness, ugly, vanity, violated Current Location: living room Current Mood: exanimate
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