bus

making yourself a nice dinner...just because
oreo minis
seeing reruns of the cartoons you used to watch as a kid
freshly sharpened pencils
an independent bookstore--one of the ones where the books are stacked to the ceiling
finding an album by your favorite band in the discount shelf

Last month I saw you walking home from school. I don't know if you recognized me. I recognized you. I hadn't seen you in five years. You were my boyfriend. You were my best friend. You gave me a teddy bear for Valentine's Day; you wrote me mushy emails with "for your eyes only" in the subject line. ...

*comments fine--PM* Part of me wants more scars the way a punk rocker wants tattoos...even though it would be even harder to hide from my family. I feel guilty (!?) for not SI'ing more seriously (my cuts are not deep and the scars fade quickly), even though I know this is a sign that my self-preserv...

It varies...some days I'm horrified by them, I want nothing more than to get rid of them. Sometimes I wear cover-up on them even though they're too small for anyone to notice...just because I myself don't want to look at them. Other times I'm obsessed with them, I see them like tattoos...beautiful d...

I have insomnia too, and I get really urgey at night as well. This is some of the things I do: - Make lists/plans (plan outfits, schedule for tomorrow; list shopping needs, songs I like, etc.) - Do something creative--I like marker art but you can do whatever helps you. - Paint my nails - Play with ...

When I was little, even three or four, my mom would shout at me, blame me for things, hit me--generally just abuse me in different ways. I was miserable and because I thought she wanted to punish me, I started hitting myself to "help" her. (because when she felt I had been adequately punished she wo...

I'm proud of myself because even though I slipped today, it was only a tiny little slip and I didn't make myself bleed.