My mind is a crowded city street at rush hour
chaos
cursing
honking
a gridlock of thoughts
caught in a traffic circle
going around
and around
and around
My mind searches for peace
dreams of vistas
where snow falls deep enough
to blot out all sound
a burning white spot in my brain
to erase the anxiety
which never seems to take a vacation day
Still histrionic, still a bookwhore; just faking competence because of my kid.
i've choked on my words for far too long
It's not the length of life, but the depth.
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Where Sarcasm Gets Drunk and Let's Its Hair Down
A blog of my struggles with mental illness, social isolation and being transgender n a hostile world.
Shining the light of truth on delusion
Researching, investigating, and writing about the paranormal.
You either get it... or you don't.
Inky blackness, a yawning void ~
oh what's the point.
"Eye Fly High"
A weekly series edited by Jena Schwartz
My business is generally pleasurable.
Read. Ingest the words. Like little blue pills, they will affect you.
the stories behind the pictures, and vice versa
Just my thoughts for all to behold
FOR DISCERNING READERS
🍃 Fully Living The Unfinished Things Of Life Through Writings. 🍃
top knot wearin' mama to twin girls
A baking and dessert blog.
Writer, Dark Humorist, Novelist
a little bit of this and a little bit of that
Seeking Beauty Beyond the Scars
The home of Emma O'Brien
The musings of a scorpion who would have been an eagle
