March 2012
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My crazy ridiculously needy emotionally disastrous...
He sent me a few texts this morning that were black out drunk status incoherent. Completely disjointed. When I called him and he seemed to be sober as a bird and told me he couldn’t read my texts anymore, I swear I would’ve cried stroke if he wasn’t twenty years old. I figured it was probably a migraine. We continue fighting, and end on a sour note. I don’t hear from him...
February 2012
671 posts
“Always move towards pain when making art.”
– The Creativity of Anger | Wired Science | Wired.com /via @tcarmody (via pieratt)
Working 24 hours straight, starting in half an...
12.5 hour shift, 9 PM - 9:30 AM at one job, drive half an hour, work 10 AM to 2 PM at another job, do some shit at headquarters for the first job til 2:30 PM, drive til 3 PM for another shift at the first job til 9 PM. MY FUCKING LIFE WHY
I don't wanna hold your hand, I wanna get punched...
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So my client has severe Down's. He's 35, can't...
He has one of the most overwhelming disabilities I’ve ever seen. Today, I got that boy a Jamba Juice and I’ve never seen anyone so purely happy. That fucker gave me a reason to live.
My job is unspeakably rewarding.
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Out of the past 27 hours, I've worked 21 hours.
This weekend, I came like a wild animal upon release, kicked the clearest blue ocean water in all of California at my lover, broke a few laws pertaining to public indecency, and used my first booze pass at costco.
Tonight I’m going home, stripping off my clothes, climbing into Chris’s tee and a pair of black lacies, pounding four Stellas andpassing the fuck out.
