July 2011
8 posts
Suicide attempts.
weezyfbaby11:
750000 suicide attepts a year, 62500 a month, 2064 a day, 85 per hour, 50 per minute and 0.8 per second. Be thankful for your life <3
I have been betrayed. I have been taken advantage of. This feeling I have is almost nauseating. A grave injustice has been done by me, and taking the high road is stifiling. I want to take the low road. But I won’t.
Sometimes taking the high road is the most difficult thing one could ever do.
Shortly after my grandmother passed away, we gathered at my mum’s house. It wasn’t because we were really doing anything - just sitting around watching television, eating what would have been christmas lunch and trying to support my grandfather. The usually large house felt small - crammed with people I never really saw. Visitors coming in and out, paying their respects. At times, it...
Yesterday morning, I made my way to a very unpleasant and stressful meeting. I parked my car, shoved some coins into the meter and purchased enough time to take me through to 9:58am.
After the meeting was over, I walked back to my car and saw a meter maid. I thought nothing of it. I got into my car and sat there, crying with my sunglasses on. Trying to look as though I was not crying. I looked...
A woman with no country.
Long story short, I’ve come to a crossroads in my professional life. Maybe I was never meant to be a web designer - even though my psychic friend told me so. Maybe I’m not actually good at it. Maybe I’m just a nice enough person that people deal with me. Maybe I don’t have anything to offer.
Or maybe everything that has happened to lead up to this point is just a test. The...
“Mama’s gonna make all of your nightmares come true
Mama’s gonna put...”
– Mother
Pink Floyd
ghost story
The below story is just one of my many encounters with ghosts/spirits/whatever. Since then, I would go on to have many more. Most, not so nice. And this is one of those.
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When I was 14 (maybe even 15, I can’t remember that far back) I went to Margaret River on a band camp. Oh yeah, and I also played flute. But this was the time before American Pie, so the phrase “This one time at...
I’ve been thinking about marriage a lot lately. i guess it’s really been brought on by the fact that i am now married and there are times where i wonder why we do it. why some women (me included) stress so much about that moment when your boyfriend asks you to be his wife? as if it’s the absolute defining moment. and once married, why do some women use it as a rule of authority over other...