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Joe.

Harper: This is so scary, I weant this to stop, to go back...Joe: Harper...Harper: Mr. Lies, I want to get away from here.  Far away.  Right now.  Before he starts talking again.  ...
Posted by on Thu, 08 Mar 2007 00:30:00 GMT

Tu me manque.

And there's three, count 'em three, Children playing on the beach. They were eager to learn, To be taught, and to teach. There's Veronica. She's biting her lip, As she watches the waves turn wh...
Posted by on Fri, 16 Feb 2007 16:32:00 GMT

Quotebook...

"The night I shaved [my hair] off altogether, a Staff named Mark, whose take-no-prisoners approach I respected and feared, pulled me aside, looked me hard in the face, and said, Marya, your hair. ...
Posted by on Mon, 18 Dec 2006 17:21:00 GMT

New wonderful and lovely photos. (And more inside.)

I took new photos, trying to be my artistic and semi-dramatic self. The poem is very dramatic.[But it hits me hard in the heart, and I once learned that who you are can be defined by the things t...
Posted by on Mon, 31 Jul 2006 18:12:00 GMT

Muscle death.

I was just awakened by my own sobs. It is 3:47 in the morning. Something is terribly, hellishly wrong with me. And the desire for human contact is going to end up being outweighed by this need to prot...
Posted by on Sat, 29 Apr 2006 02:46:00 GMT

Hail Mary, full of grace

Ave Maria, gratia plena:Dominus tecum, benedicta tu in mulieribus,et benedictus fructus ventris tui, Jesus. Sancta Maria, Mater Dei,ora pro nobis peccatoribus,nunc et in hora mortis.  Amen.
Posted by on Thu, 06 Apr 2006 20:16:00 GMT

Smash.

Car accident.  Maybe my fault.  I want to argue that it wasn't, but I got a concussion and I blacked out and I honestly don't remember anything before getting into an ambulence.  Appare...
Posted by on Sat, 25 Mar 2006 20:51:00 GMT

Don't Bother.

And I lean toward the exit.  And I want nothing more than to walk into oblivion. My life depresses me.  My hands are sweaty and there is nothing that I want more than to be paralyzed, no lon...
Posted by on Mon, 06 Mar 2006 21:03:00 GMT

Just thinking.

It's amazing how simple it is to slip back into what is clinically reffered to as a "depressive episode". The longer I dwell in it, the harder it all gets.  And this is preposterous. But God. God...
Posted by on Sun, 19 Feb 2006 11:56:00 GMT

Loving leaves you hollow.

There was a lot to do when I still had three-fourths of my heart and soul to give. And flying on three eigths of it, while he had the rest. And now I'm down to nine sixteenths. And I wonder how I coul...
Posted by on Wed, 15 Feb 2006 17:59:00 GMT