Post by shadowmaker on Feb 12, 2013 15:47:08 GMT -6
having a chat with my son today and he was explaining the walking on egg shells...there is a red button underneath the egg shell and while walking on them you dont know which one has the red button underneath so it's "crunch, crunch, crunch, crunch" BOOM and someday there will be a nuke button to step on.
Post by shadowmaker on Feb 26, 2013 13:48:42 GMT -6
I'm going to post an array of thoughts that come to me just to give you a little insight into what comes to mind at times
How come she won't go to the doctor when she has been sick since late November? What is she afraid of? Last night she says she'll go tomorrow, but tomorrow is here and she isn't attempting the effort. Why would anyone want to continue to be sick and get worse and risk hospitalization? I hope my mom goes to get checked out and it's treatable. Kind of scared. Reminds me of when Darcy was sick for months and then ended up with cancer and is now battling for her life. ugh tears stop!!
I feel like these people are lost souls.
Are you kidding me? Did you really go to the doctor for a bruised kidney or are you finding a new way to get your drugs? Why on earth would you take 2 Vicodin? 1 isn't enough? He looks worse every time I go away for a little while. So dissapointed
I miss my children
My siblings and mom are just too much for me.
must add almonds in my yogurt!
Needing the sauna to sweat out toxins right about now
don't want to go to work today, but I need to.
Very confused by a convo last week and a convo over the weekend. I am not understanding what is going on. This kind of shit can ruin things..
would rather be there than here.
missing him, missing the zen-like feel, missing the cats, missing the city, missing breakfast and that french press, missing the hugs
oh yay a headache coming
I still can't believe I was there!
need music now
amazed at how I feel empty when i leave, like an important piece/peace is missing, I don't like this feeling.
"can you tell me exactly how I should have done"
needing to say thank you to "him", but don't know how to go about that. Shocked and very blessed for what he has done. *tears of joy for what he did* I can't even fathom how he managed to do that. very very blessed for his wonderous way of strange magic. he knows who he is....and he better be smiling that I'm aware
Can hardly wait for warm weather!
could use a beach right about now.
why on earth would anyone make a hoax call for a missing persons search? people can be so ridiculous.
Yep, Oceania still brings tears, it's like a constant change in emotion per life happenings, but the same message of love, life and synchronicity at large...goosebumps
needle in a haystack
breathe woman breathe!
music...it speaks to my soul
need more coffee!
Come on dude seriously. You are totally screwing your life up. This is just another thing to escape reality of handling your life and getting a job. I'm not the one to take care of him and his diseased way of life and my mother shouldn't be allowing him to manipulate her either. What hurts me is that he wont recognize he has a problem, but instead keeps feeding the problem. What the hell is he going to do when mom dies? At this point if he continues this lifestyle he will end up homeless on the streets begging people for money just so to get high. Does he not fucking see that? Bro you gotta recognize and take some action RIGHT THE FUCK NOW! but...how can he when he is finding any excuse to continue and can play his own mother into his web of hell. Oh you piss me off! Can't help those who don't want help them self. sad. just sad.
gone for a weekend and people act like they can't do anything around here while I'm gone. This place is ridiculous and full of moded people who can't do jack shit! I'm not the only one who lives here! And I'm not y'alls personal slave-fuck! family yeah, but damn you all dont do shit. lost, helpless, i'm not the one to baby you people! call your mom for that.
my son...gotta love his drive for making music good for him!
blah, emotions...got a love hate relationship with them!
love how indulging in music can cause me anxiety, but yet it's a good kind, if that can be understood by anyone?
LOVE this song!
inner silent smiles
lol that dream was weird.
there is beauty in my silent thoughts.
if I had it my way I'd listen to music all day. It's a part of daily survival.
this song reminds me of being asked to paint such and such...breathe through the memory
I see strange coincidences, but i really don't see it as a coincidence. And telling anyone about it is not something I am comfortable with since no one would listen or believe me anyway. so I keep it inside and let it eat at me because it can't be freely discussed. it kind of sucks to live that way and yet it seems like it still has to be like this for now. I think I know the truth of what it is, but yet there are things out there that mind fuck it all up for me. And that becomes a problem
I feel like I have been through some weird sort of psychotherapy for 6 years. helpful? absolutely.
still have no idea about what is happening between us. :shrug: maybe because nothing is happening?