Safe Place

This is a blog of sorts. I dump things here and look back at them when I want to reflect. If anyone ever stumbles upon it, you're welcome to stay a while and chat, leave comments or whatever.

Rant

I have fallen off the wagon

I haven't gone to class since Thanksgiving. My homework has been neglected, and I cannot bring myself to get to it. I don't know what's going on anymore. My depression is thriving while I stay trapped indoors, it's too cold to go on walks …

I love someone, but...

It's so strange, so surreal, to be able to freely bring him along on my adventures in life. There's no hiding, no secrets. Everyone can know, and no one minds it. It's such a relief. It's kind of fucked up that I couldn't feel that way bef…

Abandonment Issues... For real?

Sometimes you get depressed and you can't figure out what's getting you down. You push people away and hurt those you thought you loved, and you can't figure out why you keep doing this to yourself.

Loneliness is Just Another Way for Misery to Get into Your Head

Why do I feel so damned awful when I go too long without a good thorough conversation with a loved one? I feel so lonely when I feel like no one really cares about what's inside me, or even care enough to share with me what they have insid…

It's Weird

I've always looked up to my mom, so much...

Something I Have Yet to Speak of

I've hidden the truth-- Of my identity Mask after mask-- Avoiding the insincerity Afraid of living-- Of making certain connections These are my feelings-- That I fear won't be accepted I've spent all this time-- Being dishonest Choosing th…

Why Can't I Do Anything

I am a talented young lady. I am learning three instruments, one of which I only just began taking lessons for, since I actually care deeply for it. I can write stories. I can write music. I can fuckin'... I can draw. I can swim? I can SCU…

To my Multitudes of Fans

I know I just have so many fans. Swarms of fans. You guys all blow my mind. It is enough to cool me down and dry my tears when my cheeks are stained and sticky with them. And with you around I don't have to break a sweat to feel cool. When…

The Things We Face

A depressing, piece of shit rant from the bottom of my heart.