Today was Girl Monster's fifth birthday party. I am not ready for this. At 5.32 am, August 31... she will be five years old. Tomorrow she starts preschool. She is so excited. She has grown so much. She is such an intelligent girl. I am not ready for this.
I have a "homework" assignment from her school. I have to write a brief paragraph... Read More
So there you were. In front of us all. On your right, all your family. On your left, all of us freaks... your friends.
We're sitting there with our weird piercings, our tattoos, our rainbow hair and our leather pants. The first time the whole crew has been out in the daylight... in probably ever. We're old now. Dreadlocks greying, weight gained and lost,... Read More
How many times do I have to lose someone to suicide? How many times will fucked up shit happen?
I'm so numb to it all I can't even cry. I haven't. I won't. This is stupid. The rope was stupid. Erase last night, let's start over. One - two - three, ready - set - go.