The sting of snow and ice…
The snow fell like salt on a wound, and she gasped a bit from the psychological pain manifesting into physical as she stared like a child mesmerized by a snow-globe. Her lungs were tightening up again, her chest began to feel the wrong size to contain the organs within and if she had a heart […]
When music says it all…
This song…it speaks to her …imagine living a life of being high…not necessarily drugs mind you…but having to be pulled back to earth and…not wanting to come down…not wanting to be brought back down because that might mean sinking too far down… Gravity
Uh oh…not again…
She stared out the window at the gray sky and thought it was fitting. All she needed now was the perfect background music to give that dramatic touch to her misery. She selected something from her mp3 player (Torchwood [Original Soundtrack Recording]) and let the music wash over her. Her lungs tightened a bit as […]
Moderation…
Moderation: the quality of being moderate; restraint; avoidance of extremes or excesses; temperance.
Just because…
Just because your haven’t heard from a friend or two recently doesn’t mean they intentionally are ignoring you. They could be headfirst in a snowbank…
Looking a little empty…
ahhhhh…a blank slate…if only we could start our lives over like this? Face it, we’d step in the same shit again. I’m really starting to believe that no matter what decisions you make in life, that sidewalk you walk down is there, no matter which path you take. You know, the one with the dog […]
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