Waiting for the Death of Today.
Actions don’t speak louder than words when all you want to do is scream until your throat bleeds out.
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I’m Never Gonna Be Your Sweet Surrender.
I’m tired. I’m in so many levels of pain. I long to go somewhere else other than the security of my room. But it’s all I have, there isn’t a second home. No other place to rest my head when I’ve had enough of my own solitude. No other place I can go retreat to […]
Read MoreThere’s A Stranger In Me
I’ve lost myself in everyone else but me. My own soul doesn’t live here, it hasn’t for some time. It’s sad and it’s frustrating… I feel empty constantly. As someone with Borderline Personality Disorder, I struggle with these two things: unstable sense of self, and chronic feelings of emptiness. My therapist tells me I need […]
Read MoreShame Still Circles Beneath Me.
Been having the worst writers block lately. I’m trying to force myself to write, but the shit that comes out hardly makes sense to me. I had a bit of a meltdown last night, alone in my room. I haven’t cried as hard as I did in a long time. It’s like everything I’ve been […]
Read MoreChange My Attempt, Good Intentions
You may think I’m weird, that’s okay. I’m writing this at the Roxy Theater in LA. I’m waiting for 10 Years to take the stage. I came here alone. That’s also okay. I’m used to doing things alone. Earbuds in my ears to protect what hearing I have left (ha), overpriced 12oz beer in hand… […]
Read MoreRun Away (Take It All Away)
In all of my moments, all of my fleeting moments… The emotions that flood over me, the ones that are black and white; the colors of my tears that change faster than you could take another breath; the agony of another thought that pushes me under my skin, the place where I want to get […]
Read MoreDiamond in the Rough.
There are so many things I want to say, but they are confined underneath my skin. They are suffocating with each thought that passes by. They want someone to hear them, but the forcefield of my own being refuses to let them go. If only I could let them go… I will try to release […]
Read MoreFly, Eagles, Fly… Far away from here.
It’s hard to write this, but I have to. I’ve mentioned that this time of the year is hard because it’s football season, and my ex is a die-hard Philadelphia Eagles fan. I mean, I don’t blame him. That’s where he’s from. Gotta rep your team. I just caught a bit of tonight’s game, it […]
Read MoreFallen Angels are In The Air Tonight.
Disclaimer: Don’t read my blog if you get upset by negative energy. I enjoy writing about the darker parts of me that I conceal. Well, I’ve decided not to delete this blog. Several friends have reached out to me saying they actually read (and enjoy) my posts. I was surprised, to say the least. So […]
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