Reality… Yes reality because let’s face it there are only very very few who can take plur to the largest extents, my point is I believe in:
“Do no harm but take no shit”
It’s pretty simple and easy to follow.
“Do no harm and take no shit”
Really like that. Like be kind but defend yourself.
writing is safer, somehow
because my pen cannot stutter like my lips do,
and words get stuck in throats,
not fingertips, can’t stumble
on paper trails of blue lines
because writing is definite and clear
and no one can tell if i am crying
through written words alone
I had a relatively bad panic attack tonight. We’re sitting there watching television. It starts with deja vu and then all of the sound changes. I’m hearing things processed differently in through each ear- the left one like a seashell is pressed against it, the right as if I’m a dog and someone is…
i dont understand how i can get so much joy from covering my pets with blankets and watching the lump move around
Vital information for your every day life.