Defining Moments of My Life
"say goodbye to all of this, and hello to oblivion." "hello Oblivion, how are the wife and kids?"

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"say goodbye to all of this, and hello to oblivion." "hello Oblivion, how are the wife and kids?"
09.06.02 3:56 p.m.

ok the last words of the last entry were "my brother's an idiot". Well guess who I'm about to have pierce my tongue... yup... I figure if this guy can do all his own piercings, including his own prince albert (zero gauge) AND a snake-bite in his balls then I'm sure he can handle shoving a 12 gauge needle (yup I said 12 baby) through my tongue. I'm pretty sure I'm going to do this totally sober too, no drugs or drink of any kind. Like with the tattoo and cuttings etc, I wanna feel the pain, own it.... If it gets to be too much I'll just astral-project into my medicine room. It's all good. I still need to eat something first cuz I wont be able to do that for a while, and I'm thinking of starting on my hair (right now the top is my natural blonde/wheat color and the underneath is purple-ish. I'm doing whats blonde into silver and whats purple into midnight blue. should be interesting. my bro has a green mohawk that he styles to look like a tidal wave. I think he looks like an iguana. Dude, you know its bad when you get stared at and called "freak" when you're inside Hot Topic.).


Always remember to quit while you're ahead.

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About Me
I am a bipolar genius, child abuse & addiction survivor, who is now a single mother who works 70 hours a week and has had gastric-bypass weight loss surgery a year ago. Wish me luck cuz I need it!!!

Examples of My Insanity
Dead On Mental Health Quiz
Tuna Noodle Casserole Story
Explaining Myselves
Biting Off Redneck's Finger
Got So Crazy Scratched Til I Bled
How I Found Nirvana
Leaving Lon After 7 Years
Bad Luck On 3 July 4ths
Random Craziness (FBI Please Disregard)
How I Ended Up A Junky
Almost Getting Raped by a Marine
Typical Weekend in Ohio
How Cobain Saved My Life


How long could we maintain? I wondered. How long until one of us starts raving and jabbering at this boy? What will he think then? This same lonely desert was the last known home of the Manson family; will he make that grim connection when my attorney starts screaming about bats and huge manta rays coming down on the car? If so, well, we'll just have to cut his head off and bury him somewhere, 'cause it goes without saying that we can't turn him loose. He'd report us at once to some kind of outback Nazi law enforcement agency and they'll run us down like dogs. Jesus, did I say that? Or just think it? Was I talking? Did they hear me?


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WHAT'S MY NAME?!?