Defining Moments of My Life
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03.31.04 1:08 p.m.

Things are pretty good again, big fuck up monday though. Over the weekend we got some methadone from a girl I work with, then monday night his friend calls offering some stuff. Harlan was asleep but I woke him up and told him of the offer. I make a purchase and wake him up for real and he flips out saying I was doing shit behind his back etc. After we did up that shit he called his friend (McSlits) for more. So last night he was all pissed at me for buying behind his back, plus it was his friend that he's always accusing me of fucking, and then it was a waste of money but really his problem is that he caught a glimpse of my demon and he didnt like what he saw, scared him pretty good, so much that we've sworn off all hard shit and are thinking of turning in the "friend" who keeps being a bad influence. More serious talk of moving in together, he's opening up to me more, showed me his closet... he's getting more snuggley in bed. Things have cooled off in the bedroom recently, prolly cuz of the drugs, not that we haven't been willing, more like we haven't been able to perform.... Things are OK at work, some other people have been fucking up big time and I've been left to clean up the messy projects, which means my days are hellish right now.


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?!?