566 entries later and I still can't sleep. I guess I am only suppose to be writing once a day. To kinda clean out my system.. colon-oscopy of the mind so to speak.. I feel as though this might be the big one. The super supers of a mind dump. In all seriousness though. Its somewhat strange knowing that someone out there reading this. This is me.. Like a splinter from long ago.. its me - again and again, over and over.. totally and completly through..Kerri how was your day?
uhm.. ok
What did you do?
stuff I guess.
.ya uhm.. ok
Yet here and to you I can't seem to shut up.
I forgot how.. I cant turn it off. Its stuck and I've lost a wrench. damn tool box.
This is a collection of journal entries. A compilation of thoughts that I have written in the margins of books, words scribbled out on the back of paper napkins and sentences taken from the lines of an old notebook. I doubt this will ever be read, But if you happen to stumble across it? Please be careful. Its all I have..
Happy and Always
I wake up in the morning, only to be sad I awake again. I don't wish to be here, I live in constant, chronic agony. I have lost years ...
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I found love years ago, last month last week, and over the weekend. I found love today and I’ll find it tomorrow together, forever, and alw...
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I woke up today around 3am. I tried to go back to sleep, drifting in and out of a conscience state. I woke up today following a night of s...
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U You You are gone But you will never Ever Be Forgotten Mr. Christopher Larkin