The irony of a writer being speechless... Well I should say ... Past writer ... I honestly won't even pretend to know what was in my head 10 years ago .... Sorry ... That's the best I can do ... I can't explain something I can't even process as a memory ... I've been married 6 years and have two amazing kids ... So I'm well... Happy ... And yes grown up .... After being beaten ... Destroyed by my first real relationship... I made an attempt to find something ..someone to bandaid the wounds ... I'm truly sorry ... I hope life treats you well and wish you success with your writing ... I guess I googled my email addy for some reason tonight otherwise I'd never have seen this ...I was never driven from the internet... Writing became a way to develop and live in my own dark thoughts... So I made the choice to find other ways to express myself... Which entry are you referring to ... I would love to read it before I go back to forgetting this account even existed
Thank you for the awesome comment and fave... you're so wonderful. I'd have posted the kiss-ass-e.s.-thing for you by now, but I lost about 200 poems in some mental black-out that has denied me my password to an email I can;t remember either,,, I do remember it but not verbatim. I've vowed, no more drunken raging wipe-outs tho... at least not this week ;)
something about, .... hell, I can't remember it. I never kill myself, just my poetry *sigh*
Sounds like you're going thru some [censored]. I stopped trying to be saboteur long ago... I just watch'em fall now and say, hmmmm. After the JP thing... it's too exhausting to keep people alive who don't want to be alive. I just lock my door and pray, they don't take me with'em.