I dont know how to be here. I dont know how to sit with you. To whisper the dark, bloody secrets. Bile floods my brain and Im left wondering why I am so very insane. Maybe when I figure out how to st...
I dont know what to give you. Im not sure how to plug in and tug up all the bile, thoughts, truths and realities of the last few weeks. Life has been spinning as its want to do. There have been momen...
My limbs are stiff with rage, pent up and locked in to place. Salty tears burn my skin and I try to remind myself that hitting isnt an option. That my fist doesnt need to smash into the computer scre...
I wanted to give you words, instead youll get fragments. You dont have to follow all the jump cuts, just try to follow. As always, try to love me anyway. Maybe. I find it oh, so, funny how much ...
Im just one side of the coin, and yet as my skin is flushed and the cool breeze isnt enough - I am left wondering if it should be more oh me and less oh you. Will I always be offering more words, mor...
Greece Cracks, Ive been told they break mothers backs. Not my mother mind you - Id like to think she is unbreakable. I do have a few fuzzy snapshots frozen in place from when she has not ...
I feel like I spent the past few months cliff diving. I let April trail into May without peep from me. There have been moments when I longed to reach out and muddle through text, brush off cobwebs an...
Fall. I cannot rush of into dream land, holding your hand, pretending that Ill be more then a bump in the road. It is to much. It is not enough. It is hot tears and a cool breeze. Love you....
My lips are currently tomato red. My eyes are blood shot and the lack of good sleep is catching up. Im starting to feel like the white rabbit always running late, but is it an important date? T...
Maybe tomorrow Ill go dancing in the streets. Having dreams are scary. Ive been tipping the deck. If I look down all I see is me, in pieces. If my veins were zippers Id slip off my skin. I miss...
Try to be okay with the storm. Home feels to far away. Afternoon tutoring turned out to be a waste. Sat there crumbling. I dont have words to offer right now. I keep looking up wondering if someone w...
Sometimes guilt sneaks in over at Borderline, over here. I hate coloring over all the moments that work: the happy, the good, the calm, the blessedly easy moments with: anger, frustration, tears, or ...
There are only so many times I can restart my brain with you. There are only so many times I can try again. My brain is humming, the last of the sick masks most of the rage. My limbs are heavy and fe...
Ill be your friend for a cookie. Ill give you all my cake if this lab report was done. I dont have the energy for this dance right now. My right hand is mysteriously numb. My lips and noes is chapped...
Im running and Im crying and its okay. The beat sneaks in and wraps me up. The lyrics slip in and gag the screaming. The louder the music the bigger the disconnect. So just lose it. Please tell ...
The captured moments between screaming and bleeding are surprisingly soft. Sometimes even sweet. My life isnt all dark. Im not always fighting the edge, drowning in blood or frozen. In so many ways I...
Im not sure how to start talking in text today. I have a laundry list of things to share, stories to ramble, words to spin. If you want to be a writer, you write. Sounds simple, and yet I look at my ...
I gave into the spin, and I fell. I stood slightly to far left and started drowning in judgement. My blood wanted to drip down frozen arms, my heart wanted to escape. I tried to stand still to let my...
Some days it will feel like Ive hit the wall. Hit. Hit. Hit. I wonder if I can shimmy and then splat. My skin started to burn, I wanted to scream the place down. My name is Katrine ...
Forgive me, the world is soft, fuzzy and scented with steam and baby powder. I almost shared my thoughts in a jumbled facebook status message, but I thought this might be worth keeping...
or, When food is love I dont think Im ready to write this yet - but at least now I have a place holder.- K
Things Ive lost in the last few weeks: (in no real order) My wallet*Tears My passport *Dear James Letters My mind Exam rooms *Glitter My backpack *Control *My heart * Anger My dinner...
Fear walks a half-step behind and clouds of gray gather overhead, and yet Ive built a safe place. I embrace bliss and sigh with the contentment that only hot water and steam can bring. Yet ...
Fingers creak over keys, scared to tap deep, scarred from over use, to much truth and the demons hiding under my finger nails. Blink out and suddenly I’m erasable, fully disposable. This is a li...
For better or worse, " The record shows I took the blows and did it my way. Yes, it was my way." - Frank Sinatra This song and my grandfather have been in my mind a lot this w...
TuesdayPapers Papers Papers or thats how it feels anyway. Getting everything in gear for NAIT on Saturday for the welcome party and then Mondays orientation is a bit overwhelming. Thankfull...
Tuesday So, I slept. I slept a lot. It was good to sleep, to dream, to just catch up. So to make up for all the sleep Im going to do 6 things tomorrow. Wednesday I left the house brigh...
TuesdayA missed appointment with Mccay means the day didnt start well. Under slept and scared really isnt a nice place to be in. Thankfully I was able to call the hospital and he can see me...
As I look around the library, music leaking in my ears from over used headphones. I know Im not alone. Someone here, must be feeling like me. The world is simply to small for me to be alone with my f...
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