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18 October 2004 @ 08:42 pm
bury my heart at wounded knee, which is where i now live.  
when your body stops doing what it is supposed to do, suddenly everything takes eons and is a whole affair, and you just want to cry with frustration/rage/helplessness all the time. or, you do if you're me. plus, i'm not that great at handling large amounts of pain. it totally blows, and so i am utterly dispirited and hurting and hating a lot of things right now. most things, really.

i owe emails. i owe comments. i owe many, many things. mainly, though, all i seem to be able to do is whine/rage/weep. and i've got a month of this to look forward to. and so do you, as readers of my painjournal. er, livejournal.

so, in lieu of any actual content, i will instead make demands: porn and cake. that's what i want, petulant/exhausted four year old that i am.
 
 
Current Mood: horrid.
Current Music: storm - godspeed you black emperor
 
 
 
when she smiles it's like a revelation: Snugfox1013 on October 18th, 2004 08:34 pm (UTC)
*hugs you so much*

Don't worry about what you owe. Worry about resting. And getting better.

And you might want to tell me what you'd like in your porn, so that I can get to writing you some. *nods*