Poor, Sick, and Shunned
My mom took epic amounts of pills. A few here, a few there, and sometimes great handfuls at once. Empty pill bottles rolled across the floor like tumbleweeds. 106 more words
1 day, 15 hours
a t h o r n l e s s b l u e r o s e
sometimes, just sometimes.
i wish he would be the one that took away the cigarette between my fingers, taken it from my lips, and kiss me. 9 more words
2 days, 11 hours
Open Mind...Open World..
I fiend for that feeling to ravish my veins; speed up my heart.
The world is deceiving.
I’m high of the thought of you. 81 more words
2 days, 21 hours
J9's Journey Back
Ed has taken over my life
Ed rules it every day
Ed rules it every hour
Ed is part of me
Ed is in my mind… 50 more words
3 days, 2 hours
The screaming and boxing matches between my parents were too much for me. I was scared and sad all the time, and I had no means of escape. 135 more words
3 days, 12 hours
The smell of cat piss was awe-inspiring. It wasn’t just a hint of ammonia in the air. It wasn’t just a smell coming from the litter box. 119 more words
3 days, 15 hours
My brother and I went down with shovels–yes, shovels–to get rid of the ankle deep piles of cat shit in the basement. My mom locked the cats down there for days with big bowls of food and water, but no litter box. 136 more words
4 days, 14 hours