creative diarrhea.

In hindsight I should have made the word “DIARRHEA” in cursive. Because. Y’know.┬áIt flows better. I DIGRESS. I imagine that if you’re a human and you’ve read a book ever, you’ll have heard of “creative block” or “writer’s block.” People go on friggen’ RETREATS and pay DOLLARS to push through this stuff. I used to […]

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Day 249 of 365: cutting ties, and holding on for dear life

I hate that I struggle with suicidal shit sometimes. I really, really do. For a long time I didn’t. It was like an old friend to me. Now it’s more like a black hole… Or a magnet that attracts all my joy and flushes it. I haven’t wanted to write about it because I’m too […]

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