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I’m starting to scare myself.

My descent into madness began at an early age. When I saw the world for what it was on that long ago and immediate star-filled night. Dripping, naked, with bared teeth. I looked into its eyes and saw no empathy. A wall of apathy. No reason nor the care to reason. Just a huge, hungry emptiness. Continue reading


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Individuals Who I Wish to Strike in the Neck Area

I’ve read Jen FUCKING Mann’s new book and I’ve been inspired.

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BlogU: I had a weekend

I went to Baltimore. I went to BlogU. I had never been to Baltimore or a blogging conference before. I had no idea what to expect. I was terrified.  Continue reading