The Schizo Effect

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King Kong

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Then this comes in….

Gavin Degraw- Where You Are


In about 3 weeks, I’m going to go sit in front of the one guy whose words carried me through ….

Macklemore & Ryan Lewis Radio on Slacker


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Ten Thousand Hours

You abandoned your destiny

I fear this will remain as my most powerful emotion….forever

The Schizo Effect


How do you do that? Abandon your destiny for something just more easily accessible? I’m tortured by the sound of Angels crying over your lack of tenacity, as I’ve held our destiny so close, it’s literally a barrier that prohibits anyone else from ever even touching me… years, and NO ONE has broken through. 
Yes, this is about YOU


keep it down
…lest you awaken the beast
The Schizo Effect

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Adele’s new album & how I relate…
Almost every track somehow brings me back to the one
The one that feined the lifelong bond that I (still) possess…
Only to show that outside of the “box”, I was never truly worth it.

[insert recent photo of my dramatically aged features after devastation]


I sadly now refer to the one as Premature Evacuation

(per my mother) The song of My Soul

“She Used To Be Mine”
sara bareilles

It’s not simple to say,
Most days I don’t recognize me.
These shoes and this apron,
This place and its patrons
Have taken more than I gave them.
It’s not easy to know
I’m not anything that I used to be.
Although it’s true,
I was never attention sweet center
I still remember that girl.

She’s imperfect but she tries
She is good but she lies.
She is hard on herself.
She is broken but won’t ask for help.
She is messy but she’s kind.
She is lonely most of the time.
She is all of this mixed up

And baked in a beautiful pie.
She is gone but she used to be mine.

And it’s not what I asked for.
Sometimes life just slips in through back door
Carves out the person
And makes you believe it’s so true.
And now I’ve got you.
And you’re not what I asked for.
If I’m honest I know I would give it all back
For a chance to start over
And rewrite an ending or two
For the girl that I knew.

Who be reckless just enough
Who get hurt but
Who learns how to toughen up when she’s bruised
And gets used by a man who can’t love
And then she’ll get stuck and be scared
Of the life that’s inside her
Growing stronger each day
Till it finally reminds her
To fight just a little
To bring back the fire in her eyes
That’s been gone but it used to be mine.

Used to be mine
She is messy but she’s kind
She is lonely most of time
She is all of this mixed up and baked in a beautiful pie
She is gone but she used to be mine.

Continue reading “(per my mother) The song of My Soul”

1 year ago TODAY

My world was snatched, squeezed, shaken, ripped into pieces, and all of them were scattered except one.
That piece was decimated.

run free 🐾
🐕take no prisoners


I’m allowed to feel whatever the fuck I want, whenever I so choose


No one gets me


Question Everything
Make a Mess

Trends are for Suckers


Every F’n Day

We are more than our scars

Her name isn’t Jolene, however…


Come to my window

Run and hide your crazy

Run and hide your crazy & start acting like a lady

I have a list of Songs I Can’t Listen To…cuz of you

Because of you… I have a list of Songs I Can’t Listen To…

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