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Milk, cookies and other nonsense..: 2
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Milk, cookies and other nonsense. The aberrations never end. Sâmbătă, 8 martie 2014. Drank half of bottle of wine already. My mind is racing and floating steadily in the same time. “Where is my mind? 8221;-Pixies nailed it! I have absolutely no reason to act the way I do. Yet still. My mouth cannot express what my mind so firmly wants to let out. I’m going to a shrink. Soon. Will it help? Abonați-vă la: Postare comentarii (Atom). And that's the way the Cookie crumbles. Vizualizați profilul meu complet.
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Milk, cookies and other nonsense..: Note to self
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Milk, cookies and other nonsense. The aberrations never end. Sâmbătă, 10 mai 2014. Disregard your feelings. Drop the act. Nobody cares. Nobody wants to handle your shit. Nobody’s interested in constantly having to patch your fucked up psyche. Nobody wants that job. Nobody’s entitled to carry that burden, except for yourself. Abonați-vă la: Postare comentarii (Atom). Note to self #2. And that's the way the Cookie crumbles. Vizualizați profilul meu complet.
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Milk, cookies and other nonsense..: ianuarie 2012
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Milk, cookies and other nonsense. The aberrations never end. Luni, 23 ianuarie 2012. Despre ea- Defectuos, ireparabil. Universul ei s’a prabusit odata cu stropii marunti, infiniti, ai ploii. Cum s’a intamplat asa ceva? Totul i’a alunecat anevoios printre degetele inca reci. Atat de repede, aproape inobservabil. Chiar daca exteriorul dur, pietrificat indica cu exactitate o persoana capabila, de o putere supranaturala, era de un caracter slab, deosebit de fragil. Acum realizeaza ca e cu adevarat defecta.
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Milk, cookies and other nonsense..: ianuarie 2010
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Milk, cookies and other nonsense. The aberrations never end. Marți, 26 ianuarie 2010. Acum ca ai reusit sa-i indepartezi pe toti, am ramas doar eu. Practic esti singura, dar te insotesc prin evanescenta mea perpetua si iti insusesc, silit, neinteles, identitatea mea, regretul. Ai mainile insangerate si tot nu intelegi, nu-i asa? Esti oarba, ai doar ochii deschisi, te uiti fix, dar nu vezi, nu-i asa? Acum ca ma raspandesc precum un cancer infernal, lasa-ma sa te sufoc, macar un pic, nu te impotrivi. Ti-am...
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Milk, cookies and other nonsense..: martie 2014
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Milk, cookies and other nonsense. The aberrations never end. Sâmbătă, 8 martie 2014. Might be chemical. Might be. Might. It’s all too sudden to handle, too swift to process. She gets hit by a train of massive disappointment and sadness. and rage. She’s mad at herself, mad at the world, mad at herself. Mad. Is this her last battle? What hell did she escape from and where does she go next? She thinks. She smells the cinnamon essence again. So strong, so destructive. A devastation of the senses&...It’...
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Milk, cookies and other nonsense..: iulie 2011
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Milk, cookies and other nonsense. The aberrations never end. Sâmbătă, 16 iulie 2011. Cuvintele sunt ceva in care nu reuseste sa strecoare sensurile vietii ei mizerabile, in care nu incap senzatiile nelinistite si frustrarile ce ii traverseaza neincetat organismul slabit, lipsit de aparare, obosit. Are in permanenta acel vis puternic colorat in care este intreaga, in care fericirea contureaza orice dorinta secreta, orice pulsatie ritmatica, vie, ce ii domina mintea prin spirit. Tot ce atinge se transforma...
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Milk, cookies and other nonsense..: 4
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Milk, cookies and other nonsense. The aberrations never end. Sâmbătă, 8 martie 2014. Might be chemical. Might be. Might. It’s all too sudden to handle, too swift to process. She gets hit by a train of massive disappointment and sadness. and rage. She’s mad at herself, mad at the world, mad at herself. Mad. Is this her last battle? What hell did she escape from and where does she go next? She thinks. She smells the cinnamon essence again. So strong, so destructive. A devastation of the senses&...Narcisită...
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Milk, cookies and other nonsense..: iulie 2012
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Milk, cookies and other nonsense. The aberrations never end. Marți, 17 iulie 2012. 160; Si am revenit. 160; Mai orgolioasa, mai nepasatoare, mai abrupta si mai murdara ca niciodata. 160;Ce-mi strabate acum mintea este pustietatea, atat de sfasietoare si interminabila. 160; Nu ma mai recunosc pentru ca ruptura ce avea sa se petreaca, s-a petrecut. M-am pierdut. 160; Unde am disparut? 160; M-au parasit organele vitale odata cu pulsul care vibra atat de viu candva spre vietatea si caldura trupului meu frag...
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Milk, cookies and other nonsense..: mai 2014
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Milk, cookies and other nonsense. The aberrations never end. Sâmbătă, 10 mai 2014. Note to self #2. The only way to survive (but not thrive) is to keep your mind busy and your heart numb. Disregard your feelings. Drop the act. Nobody cares. Nobody wants to handle your shit. Nobody’s interested in constantly having to patch your fucked up psyche. Nobody wants that job. Nobody’s entitled to carry that burden, except for yourself. Abonați-vă la: Postări (Atom). Note to self #2.
