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The bigot at the airport 

I stood there with shoulders that ached from lugging around my suit cases and a head ache that spider webbed my scalp from lack of sleep when I head a voice. 293 more words

Well he now has retired ` was I worth it? What the eff!!

From: Ms. Pez <amber@gmail.com>
Date: Fri, Dec 19, 2008 at 3:38 PM
To: Husband@gmail.com

3:38 PM me: I am now retired

From: Ms. 282 more words

The second d-day they are talking

This was the day I was in Seattle and while talking to him on the phone found out they were still talking. I said to him your having an affair, it’s not over is it and I ran out of the restaurant, my poor friend and to pay the bill and meet me out side. 1,929 more words

Where is that man I used to know

Blessed sleep, drugged sleep is even better, you recall nothing! Just knowing that you had been sleeping, nothing to worry about. I do love it…something has got to get me through all of this…2:01 AM now I have to go to bed, I can’t keep my eyes open, I hurt for you , I need you, I love you, my bed is so empty, I wake almost every hour with an ache, serious ache in my gut. 476 more words

Ether you want to marry me or not-

I’m living a love story, of sorts. I mentioned before I feel convicted to move home. My husband to be says he doesn’t want that. Me- “Well what are we going to do, I still what a relationship with you, but we have too figure out if there is a future here.” He- “well I guess we can get engaged or something” Me- “ okay well lets set a date then, how about the day we met, next year. 1,104 more words

Ass Hole

An Open Letter to Kanye West

Dear Kanye,

You are not God.


Katie Tomato

Interacting Out

Committed: Stories About Stays in Psychiatric Facilities

In this week’s list, I wanted to share the experiences of those committed—voluntarily or not—to a psychiatric facility. From One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest  234 more words


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Everyday we communicate with the people around us. We can only express ourselves as we are limited by physical and mental capabilities. Some of us cannot talk so we draw or write or paint. Some of us cannot create art from paint or clay but can with numbers and formulas. No one understands you any more than everybody gets you. Sometimes we take people for granted. Sometimes we don't think that someone has anything worthwhile to express to us. Helen Keller could not hear nor speak, yet she taught the people she could reach volumes. Sometimes listening with our ears does not work because what we need to hear doesn't make a sound. There is nothing that can't be explained by an explanation. Before we dismiss people, we should consider that we all are people trying to express one thing above all else, we all share a desire for choice. Choice to stay or go. Choice to fight or run. Choice of how to live or if to live. We all need someone to understand that we want to make a choice. If we don't, we feel that we live as slaves and torment brews. At least for some of us.   [contact-form][contact-field label='Who are you?' type='name' required='1'/][contact-field label='What is your email address?' type='email' required='1'/][contact-field label='What say you?' type='textarea' required='1'/][/contact-form]