Wednesday, August 17, 2011


I Am: a rider.
I Want: to be okay.
I Wish: I felt like affection was okay.
I Hate: my father.
I Miss: Chesterland.
I Fear: being raped again.
I Hear: voices, good and bad.
I Wonder: if I can do this.
I Regret: not telling anybody sooner.
I Am Not: a victim
I Dance: in private.
I Sing: to John Denver.
I Cry: about animals.
I Am Not Always: rational.
I Make With My Hands: soft and supple horses.
I Write: a lot, academic, personal, journal.
I Confuse: myself all the time.
I Need: touch and affection.
I Should: be more open.
I Start: a lot of projects.
I Finish:a few of them.

Friday, February 11, 2011

All I can think is just don't eat.