The First Time

when something saves your life to destroy it later

Me, My Ex, and Meth

There’s a lot to uncover, but this is the beginning of my final healing. This is probably going to be a series, but here’s the first installation. I’ve been waking up at 4AM consistently for the last couple of weeks. I’m a huge believer of the Chinese health clock ever since it lined up withContinue reading “Me, My Ex, and Meth”

In the Beginning

There was LiveJournal, and it was bad. If you didn’t have a LiveJournal, you were probably well-adjusted and didn’t suffer through “I can’t see through my bangs,” too much eyeliner, clumpy mascara, and/or none of your blacks matched because they all fade at different rates stages of adolescence. You. Lucky. Bastard. I never really gotContinue reading “In the Beginning”