These past two weeks have been a whirlwind of not events, but of emotions. I had been talking to this guy from Facebook Dating for over a month and he had been blowing me off to hang out and we finally hung out today and it was fine, we both enjoyed ourselves. But I already…
Author: theprecariousaquarius
27. Seattle-ish, WA, USA. The Precarious Aquarius. I like to sing at work and loiter at church.
mild alcoholism (with a touch of moderate cannabis consumption)
I don’t know about you, but I never liked labels. Growing up I was teased and tormented called names I now no longer remember, but still remember sitting at the kitchen counter with my mother crying over what the kids talked about me behind my back or straight to my face during the school day….
now what, sobriety
*I wrote this soon after I got sober but some things still ring true* . . . Emptiness fills the gaps betweeen The open doorway and the window Where the cold comes in through the cracks Of the frame. A breeze chimes in making the hot Days a little more bearable. Sitting with the blame…
