When I was a little kid I would make wishes, I never told a soul and yet they always came true. I was stupidly lucky
Category: Suicide Stuff
Good news, bad news
Well the good news is we had the CT scan and the abdominal lump is real, not just hypochondria. It’s also quite big which unfortunately
Fuck Valium
The shrink and the GP have been talking, apparently the GP is less delicate with words or remembering her lies than the ol P-doc and
Stalemate
The shame runs deep. It courses through my veins, part of my life blood, part of my DNA. The knowledge that I will never match
Alone in a Crowded Mind
Things haven’t been going well for me lately but who am I to complain? Everyone in the world is currently adjusting to a new chapter
Deaths Shadow
Death had always felt a bit like a warm comforting blanket, perhaps because it seemed like something inevitable, something stable and certain in this crazy,
