May 2013
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BBQ sticky lips at the Phoenix.
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“Well…..Dorothy’s mowin’ on Mother’s Day…”
Haha. My gram glancing out the window at her old lady neighbor friend, while passing through the dining room. She’s so old fashioned and always judging.
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Sometimes I arrange the chairs in my garage, into positions i’d like to sit in with you, while smoking.
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I feel out of place almost all the time. 99.99% of the time.
There are people that make me feel comfortable of course: the girls most of the time (sometimes I’m afraid they’ll run to their dad with things I do or say that aren’t wrong to do in front of them, but just make me uneasy. That’s why I say “most of the time.”), being around David and Emmy make it disappear.
I don’t want being in a...
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April 2013
13 posts
“May the wind always be at your back, and the sun upon your face”
Halleluja I run to ya.
Oh god damn, I scramble back away.
Patient- “you’re such a nice lady. You’re very beautiful. Could you let me out please so I can go home?”
Me-” I’m sorry, I’m not allowed.”
Patient-“I’m gonna kill myself you god damn bitch. Then I’m gonna kill you………no. you’re not going to kill her. She’s a nice lady.” (Talking about me)
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Today at work one patient was real agitated. We’re all locked in together and this guy wanted OUT. Every single time he failed he would throw his body and limbs wildly, jump up and down, while screaming like a toddler. He’s close to 70. The last time I walked through the door with a big metal cart. He charged and pushed the cart- I fell back- but my foot stopped the wheels and ultimately him from...
March 2013
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Where are they now?
I Chatted with the Dirty Girls, 17 Years Later | VICE United States
http://www.vice.com/read/i-talked-to-the-dirty-girls-seventeen-years-later?utm_source=vicetumblrus
I tell you to grab me by the ribs harder in the heat of the moment. I enjoy it when you toss me around- I forget until I lean back on a chair two days later- I feel the bruises on my ribs, wrists and thighs in my chest the most. I collapse on your pillow from last night- toss and turn in that smell to pretend you’re still around.
backwoodsnation asked: hey, if you ever want to hang out or anything, let me know. I'm so bored all the time here. you're a lot busier, but, you know, if you want, that'd be cool. :)