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Saturday, July 24, 2010

Atticus Finch, To Kill a Mockingbird;

"You never really understand a person until you consider things from his point of view--until you climb inside of his skin and walk around in it."

I wish i was her...


Friday, July 23, 2010

Self Loathing

I wanted to kill the me underneath. That fact haunted my days and nights. When you realize you hate yourself so much, when you realize that you cannot stand who you are, and this deep spite has been the motivation behind your behavior for many years, your brain can’t quite deal with it. It will try very hard to avoid that realization; it will try, in a last-ditch effort to keep your remaining parts alive, to remake the rest of you. This is, I believe, different from the suicidal wish of those who are in so much pain that death feels like relief, different from the suicide I would later attempt, trying to escape that pain. This is a wish to murder yourself; the connotation of kill is too mild. This is a belief that you deserve slow torture, violent death.

Women Of Rock





Thursday, July 15, 2010

Re Posted


And i'm learning to skate.



Monday, July 12, 2010

Friday, July 9, 2010



I wish it were the 1920's...